Blind Item #11 - Elegant Degradation – A Himmmm Blind Item Story – Part 4

We all huddled together, rounding the corner to the big main entrance.  The first person I see coming out of the main doors is an icon I instantly recognize.  Together with two other "actors" they are making their way through the crowd.  Past the throngs milling around the long rope line stretching down the walk.  There together standing on the sidewalk, they were a trio of acting/celebrity legends which truly made for strange bedfellows.

The trio included an aging, legendary male porn Actor JL; whose career was rivaled only by his handsome looks and actual acting talent.  Beside of him was the unmistakably gorgeous, still-breathtaking Platinum Princess of Porn, MM.  Seeing her that night? Her physical attributes had only thrived in the decades since making her mark as one of porn's first and most legendary beauties. Rounding out this...trio...was a truly odd-placed celebrity whom no human would EVER place in the same sentence with either of the two aforementioned celebs.

It was GG, an, A+list, comedy actress; (possibly known more in recent years as an A+list television host more than any of her prior habits anyway). Those two different-style actresses were roommates living together for many years in Hollywood, even after finding success.  On that night, their affable male escort seemed happy to just be along for the show.

Ben had availed himself of meeting MM while doing some writing research in the past; and was duly geeked-out seeing her outside the club.  As most guys were.  Having known her a long while myself, I stopped to exchange hugs, kisses, and handshakes there.  I got to meet the comedy actress who was a friend of Doc – and I got great birthday wishes as she led EV-ERY-ONE within blocks in another rendition of "Happy Birthday" to me.  I invited the trio to our motel party but they had plans elsewhere.  We hugged goodbye and thanks…until I realized we were being drowned out by the LOUD intoxicated cursings of an obnoxious idiot.

It was MO, an A+list Italian fashion mogul; his bodyguard; and two European wannabe-models (who looked barely old enough to drive).

That mogul was known as much for his offensive personal behavior as he was for the outsized wealth his labels brought him alongside his family member/business partner.  It was nothing for them to bribe, buy, or bully their way into or out of anything they desired. But if none of that worked? He would happily harass, abuse, threaten, or rape models and others. It was anyone's guess as to how many lives he ruined.

I noticed MM, the porn princess, recoil and turn her back – rolling her eyes as she stepped closer to Duke and myself.  Then the fashion mogul spoke:  "Well, you can take the girl out of the trash but never take the trash out of the girl right?"  Laughing at himself, he turned to the black actress: "Are you two dykes now, huh? Because that's a movie I WOULD pay to see!  You can do the golden showers on each other!"

He began to laugh at his own stupid, disgusting jokes. "Call it – Gold, Ebony, and Ivory".

As quick-witted as GG the comedy actress is known for being with her comebacks - even she didn't have time to get a word out.  Because before the smirk could melt from the Colgate-white smile of "Il Douche'"...several of his pearly chicklets were on the sidewalk, alongside a puddle of his blood and ego.

The Peroxide Princess had jumped from between me and Duke, and straight-shot-punched the fashion magnate in the face.  I mean punched HARD too.  He just stood there shocked, like the little bitch he was.  Just like his "bodyguard" had too.  The comedy actress – and our entire crowd - couldn't catch a  breath from either shock or laughing so hard.  All while the male porn actor shook his head in disbelief and pride.  He said, "See why I always ASK nicely before I share bodily fluids with her? Try asking nicely."

The fashion mogul spit blood on the sidewalk, holding his face but not his anger.  "You fu%&ing CU-…" Then Duke stepped forward, as did JL the porn actor and Sara…all three. Mr. Mogul just stopped, as did his associate.  They realized that was the end of it.  The porn actress had circled behind me, and had her arms wrapped around me, hugging my waist.

All six-foot-two inches of Duke said: "Best thing all of YOU can do? Just call it a night."

They did, tucked-tail, and walked away. The comedy actress and porn queen both howled and laughed.  "Thank you ALL so MUCH!", said MM.  "Several years ago he tried to rape me, forced me to…", and she stopped. GG just hugged her, and told her to forget it all.  After more hugs and much love, they melted back into the nearby mob all streaming inside.

It was then we realized Doc had vanished. Totally. Sara said he'd mumbled about needing to call his wife, but Ben said he'd left to go get me a birthday present.  We all laughed, because Doc never – ever- ever had any money.  But it was nice to know that beneath his permanent bankruptcy were good intentions.  Since he knew where we were heading? He'd find us if he wished.