In 1956 I had a personal encounter with Zsa Zsa---sort of.
I was walking past a theater in downtown OKC, when a limo and two motorcycle cos pulled to the curb in front of me. I stopped to see what was going on.
Zsa zsa Gabor stepped out of the back door. She was in town as part of a national opening of Death Of A Scoundrel. A sensation of the movie was the sequined dress that Zsa Zsa barely wore.
She was barely wearing that dress. She messed up my sleep for a while.