Insatiable
Tales from a Life of Delicious Excess
Chapter One
THE FRIED EGG AND I
Elvis Presley was coming to town to do two shows at Olympia Stadium.
At twenty-one, I was one of the hormone-raging millions with a crush
on Elvis-the young, beautiful, seemingly unspoiled Elvis. He was the
bad-boy Adonis of high school, who drove the principal (or in his
case, Ed Sullivan) wild with the swivel and grind that made nymphets
squeal. And I was not immune. No New York newspaper would hire me
fresh from college in 1956-I had applied everywhere and sent
countless r?sum?s-so I was languishing at home in Detroit, Michigan,
the most junior staffer at United Press International. I wrote a
letter to Colonel Parker, asking if I could spend the day with Elvis
and write about it for the powerful wire service, UPI. I got back a
mimeographed invitation to Presley's official press conference. I
was insulted and frustrated but not discouraged. The bureau chief
said I could cover Elvis anyway, as long as it was on my day off.
I wore a simple body-skimming black shantung dress (my most
slenderizing) ... read full excerpt from: Insatiable: Tales from a Life of Delicious Excess ebook
