Grace under pressure
The reigning Princess of Monaco has recently been slipping quietly back into performing. At the Detroit Institute of Arts, the former Grace Kelly joined Shakespearean actor John Westbrook to read poetry ranging from Ben Jonson to Ogden Nash. Although she looked stunningly regal, the 1954 Oscar winner (for The Country Girl) sounded less so. Her Serene Highness’ voice was a shade too serene to be heard in the farther reaches of the 1,200-seat hall.
Hope at home
Before hitting the road again—to give a show in Moscow and then host the first Bob Hope British Classic Open in Epsom—Old Ski-Nose played his first hometown gig in nearly 40 years, in L.A.’s Universal Amphitheatre. To celebrate he tossed a party on his six-acre Toluca Lake lawn for old pals like Dorothy Lamour and Phyllis Diller (right) and such new ones as Brooke Shields and Loni Anderson (left), who helped him spoof Dallas on his recent NBC special. So why hadn’t Hope, 77, played L.A. earlier? Quipped Bob, “Nobody asked.”
The Klugman line
Horse owner Jack Klugman prefers the dead to the quick as a medical examiner on TV’s Quincy, but nevertheless took home a bundle from New York’s Belmont Park when his 3-year-old colt, Jaklin Klugman, the favorite in the prestigious Jerome Handicap, won the $112,200 feature. Lucky Jack shared his joy with current girlfriend Barbara Neugas and winnings with son Adam, 17. After Pop peeled off a fistful of bills “for spending money,” Adam toasted, “Mazel tov!”
A groundling Lindy
Unlike his famous father, Charles, Scott Lindbergh, 38, does not fly. So his pose, helmetless in the open cockpit of an antique Breguet 14 French military plane—and sporting fancy French cuffs at that—was strictly ceremonial. He was guest of honor at a celebration at the airport in Lessay, France upon the renaming of the field for Charles A. Lindbergh—53 years after “Lucky Lindy” dropped in following his solo flight from New York to Paris. It was not a transatlantic voyage for Scott. An ethologist, this Lone Eagle raises monkeys on his estate in southwestern France.
Yes, no bananas
When the British rock group Yes opened at New York’s Madison Square Garden, some fans yelled, “No.” Reason: Two Yesmen, co-founder Jon Anderson and keyboardist Rick Wakeman, had quit after tickets went on sale. Most in the audience, though, bought the new lineup of Trevor Horn (replacing Anderson), Steve Howe, Alan White, Geoff Downes (in for Wakeman) and Chris Squire. Yes, they kept the Garden SRO record: They’ve sold out 16 shows, barely squeezing out runner-up Led Zeppelin with 15.
Hef’s mate plays
Let it never be said that hutchmaster Hugh Hefner, 54, doesn’t know how to play turnabout. To celebrate his fourth anniversary of unwedlock to playmate Sondra Theodore, 23, Hef romantically squired her to L.A.’s prime emporium of the male striptease, Chippendales. So taken was Sondra with the performance of the club’s Man of 2076, Dusty Deason, that she honored him, in the tradition of the house, with cash and a kiss, as Hef and their pals Bernie Williams (left) and Kelly Tough (right) looked on with varying degrees of hilarity.