You should all go to the auction - often they have a lot of cheap stuff that isn’t in the catalog. I went to the Marlene Dietrich auction in Beverly Hills and they had old telephones (beige wall models with the really, really long cords), and some old beat up furniture and lots of kitchy nick-knacks that went for very little money, but with papers of authenticity. Who wouldn’t want Kate’s can opener for their kitchen?
Maybe we could pool our money to buy one nice item. Then we could try to share it but jealousy and suspicion would take over and we’d end up murdering each other over Katharine Hepburn’s salt and pepper shakers of DOOM!
I happened to catch part of one of the morning shows last week (whichever one Diane Sawyer is on) and they had quite a few items from the auction there. Cynthia McFadden (who I believe is/was on Court TV) was a long-time friend of Hepburn, and she talked about some of the items. Hepburn was the ultimate pack rat (my words, not hers). To answer your question, McFadden said that Hepburn never threw anything away.
I love this Japanese robe. It’s taking a while to look through all the lots.
I want the proclamation from the President of the Borough of Manhattan, Ruth W. Messinger, declaring Monday, May 12, 1997 Katharine Hepburn Day.
Ah, how well I remember Katharine Hepburn Day! We all dressed up like Katharine Hepburn; the post offices and schools were closed so the kiddies could attend all the Katharine Hepburn festivities: the golf-club breakings, the Liz Taylor lobotomies, the Venice canal dives! if I owned this, could I have any day I wanted declared Katharine Hepburn Day?
Now, here’s an auction viewing I must attend!
Now THIS would be absolutely smashing on the collar of my good black wool dress coat.
This is also quite stunning.
I’d like this to hang in my dining room.
And you know, Dopers, my birthday is coming up in a few weeks…(July 1rst)…
Today’s the last day of theauction. Still time to get in those absentee bids if you hurry. Starts in 15 minutes…sigh…and can I just say how sad it seems to me, that a person’s life is reduced to this? Everything they own being sold in pieces and parts? It’s sad enough when it happens to an everyday person, but this is frickin’ Katharine Hepburn for god’s sake. You’d think some of this would be kept as a collection or something.
“Eve, you’re three hours late.”
“I couldn’t help it. There was a huge Katherine Hepburn Day parade and it was blocking all traffic.”
“Katherine Hepburn Day?”
“Sure, just like it says in this proclamation. See?”
“Eve, I can’t help noticing the original date’s been changed with white-out.”
“Plus, the Katharine Hepburn Parade took forever to get down Fifth Avenue, they were all shaking so hard.”
(I’d rather have my belongings auctioned off at Sotheby’s than tossed in a Dumpster!)