×

Uh-oh, it looks like your Internet Explorer is out of date.

For a better shopping experience, please upgrade now.

Kay Thompson: From Funny Face to Eloise
     

Kay Thompson: From Funny Face to Eloise

3.7 9
by Sam Irvin
 

See All Formats & Editions

Kay Thompson’s larger-than-life story is an effervescent toast to show business with a shot of Auntie Mame and a twist of The Devil Wears Prada.

A multi-threat entertainer and a world-class eccentric, Kay Thompson was the mentor/best friend of Judy Garland, the vocal guru for Frank Sinatra and Lena Horne, and the godmother/Svengali of Liza Minnelli (who

Customer Reviews

Average Review:

Post to your social network

     

Most Helpful Customer Reviews

See all customer reviews

Kay Thompson: From Funny Face to Eloise 3.7 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 9 reviews.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
You spell like i talk with a cold and I experienced some pretty sucky things
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
This booj sukes more then abything
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Missy stalked though the tall grass. Her nose twiched as she smalled a foul stench ahead. She saw what she had been stalking: a mouse. A large red monster roared by ruffleling her scarlet fur. Crubble crack click. The sound of her breakfast being poured in her bowl woke her. Her twoleg rubbed her back. Just the she liked it. She ate the tasteless crunchy food. She pawed at the door to let her twoleg let her out. The door opened and she made her dirt and burrued it. She leaped on her fence and a mouse caught her eye. She leaped off the fence and stalked it. Soon a loud screeth made the mouse scurrie away and her freeze. A white tabby limped out whith a fluffy gold tom and a calico she by her sides. "Who are you?" The tabby growled. Missy saw she was hurt but could still win a battle. "I live over there." She flicked her tail toward her house. "I havin't seen you in the neiberhood before. Where do you live?" The calico said;" we arn't kittypets. Right Goldpaw? Right Moonstar? She asked them. "Goldpaw? Moonstar? I want to go with you to see where you live." "You can join us tomorw. If you deside to come here at sun-high." The tabby called Moonstar said. By Butterflykit. (Dragonstars asleep) should I write more?
Eileen McGregor More than 1 year ago
The marvelous Kay Thompson writes so many adorable books about the one and only Eloise. When i was smaller and went to first grade,i used to sign "Eloise" on all my schoolwork. And the first big book i ever wanted was an Eloise book. So, for christmas i got the Eloise book from my parents and dad sat down in his big leather chair and read tome on his lap.Ever since then, we had every possible Eloise book and movie there was. We had a pug, though dad did not want to name it after Eloise's so we named it Ellen.