Maybelline founder Tom Lyle Williams

Showing posts with label Postcards to my Fairy Godmother. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Postcards to my Fairy Godmother. Show all posts

For the 1976, American Bi-Centennial I produced an outrageous Show



My dad bought a designer dress store in posh, Fashion Island, Newport Beach California, called ann Folger, and being the most eligible bachelor on Lido Isle, he had his choice of models.  He chose Gloria Rosan, shown with him in front of the store in 1976.


I too had the benefit of ann Folgers and the model's when I produced a fashion show, using several of the crew from Goodbye Norma Jean to help with sound and lighting.  Here is a picture of the girls getting ready to walk the runway, as Mistress of ceremony, I put on Vogue 76, for a sold out audience. 



Dressed like a model myself I had 5 dress changes and hired over 50 people, including dancers, actors,  male models, hairdressers, a costume designer, stage manager, music and lighting men, a cameraman, a script writer and even my husband as personal Attorney.   I called the Maybelline Company and told them I was Tom Lyle Williams great niece, and was      producing an Orange County fashion show for 500 people and they were    happy to ship me cases of “Blooming Colors” products, with Maybelline's 
new packaging, logo, and pink and purple color scheme.            
                               

When I called Unk lie and told him what I’d done, he laughed and was flattered the new company knocked themselves out for me just by using his name.  I invited him to the show, but his health was very bad and he was so weak he could hardly get out of bed.  But he said he'd be there in spirit, and I was grateful - not knowing it was  the last time I'd ever hear his voice.

I had been so distracted with my friend, David Van Houten and his connection with Barry Diller of Paramount Studios and Diane von Furstenberg, a young designer with her own line clothes, that  time sped by, as my beloved Unk Ile had only months to live.  All  I thought about was designing my one line of clothes for Ann Folgers, and taking David's advice on how to produce the Fashion Show.  He believed my multi-media production would make a great Broadway production and invited me to New York to meet his friends Paramount Studios where he was a young executive. 



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I'm the girl on the right, in this picture in the newspaper, January 14, 1965.  One of the lead players in my High School Play, "Home Sweet Homicide."  I was in the drama department at Culver City High School and my dream was to be discovered have a Film career.  But, that didn't happen.  Here's why... follow my new blog, Postcards to my Fairy Godmother for another hilarious adventure http://docu-blog.blogspot.com/2015/01/postcards-to-my-fairy-godmotheris-nana.html


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Can you imagine the time it took to dress up everyday.

I lost my High School Year Book in the 1993 Firestorm that destroyed my home in Laguna Beach and haven't seen it since.  For Valentines Day a friend sent me these pictures from my Culver City High School Olympian and I'm so happy to finally have a missing piece of my past back.  

I hope you have something special happen for you as well...


Making up for the Senior Play, looking the same as always.


I was very proud to be a National Thespian and part of the Theatre community. I wanted to be an actress and a Maybelline model and was very involved in my aspirations.


Always had to stand out. I'm the blond in the double breasted coat,
 in the picture on the left.


I always wanted my name on the Marquee!!!



Here is the cast from Home Sweet Homicide. Can you pick me out of the lineup.


My 1964 High School Diary is now a blog called Saffrons Rule come visit me when I was 17 at saffronsrule.com


"POSTCARDS TO MY FAIRY GODMOTHER" my new Blog celebrating Maybelline's 100th Birthday.






Be sure to stop by and get a peak of my beautiful Sharrie Williams Author Website at www.sharriewilliamsauthor.com and see more reviews of my book, or buy a signed copy The Maybelline Story.

You can also visit, POSTCARDS FROM MY FAIRY GODMOTHER,  daily, by clicking on this link, docu-bloglocated on a page at the top my Maybelline Book Blog, or going directly to  http://docu-blog.blogspot.com/




If you read my book, The Maybelline Story and want to know more about what happened after the book ended, my new Blog, "Postcards to my Fairy Godmother," will surely answer in a most amusing almost addictive way many questions.

 In this ultra-fun over the top narrative, my story unfolds in a diary written to my Fairy Godmother... hoping she'll make my dreams come true...


Like Cinderella, I eventually come out of the ashes of my past and into a life I never dreamed possible.   In the beginning I'm a real Material Girl times +10, who only sees value in life as money, property and prestige.


 But, with the help of my Fairy Godmother, or perhaps my own conscience, I eventually grow up and discovers the real meaning of true wealth...which is love and a healthy Spirit.


Over the years, I discover I have a brain and the ability to make my own dreams come true... Well, maybe with a little help from the Stardust my Fairy Godmother sprinkles on my life... but, surely it does happen and It's a real crazy ride, one you won't want to miss.  



                  POSTCARDS TO MY FAIRY GODMOTHER...



TRUE CONFESSIONS THROUGH THE EYES OF THE AMERICAN DREAM


I turned 20 in 1967 and was a contestant on a T.V. show called "Dream Girl". As usual, I lost to a brunette who was a "That Girl" Marlo Thomas look alike... while I came in second in my long blond wig, mini skirt and white vinyl boots. I was a copy of Nancy Sinatra, singing "These boots are made for walking," but the judge, William Shatner, "Captain Kirk, from Star Trec," chose the Marlo look alike over the Sinatra look alike.

I was pretty much a living doll on the outside but a sad little confused girl on the inside, looking for the love and approval I needed to feel good about myself. I had lost connection with the real Sharrie, and was now just a puppet, or a pawn used by who ever, and the major who ever seemed to be Nana. continued at http://docu-blog.blogspot.com/2015/01/postcards-to-my-fairy-godmotheris-nana.html