AMC: Great article on La Lucci in People
Semret Aklilu Lemma
Richard N Kitchen <da...@cleveland.Freenet.Edu> wrote:
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>In a previous article, teb...@us0624tb.denver.NCR.COM (Mitch Harris) says:
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>Thanks for typing this in, Bev.
>
>> Here the most exciting
>> news is not that Erica has been acquitted of attempted murder
>> (temporary insanity) but that Susan Lucci's 19-year-old daughter
>> Liza, a freshman at the University of North Carolina at Chapel
>> Hill, has been named the Queen of the Shenandoah Apple Blossom
>> Festival.
>
>Hey, Liza, if you're lurking out there, let us know. :-)
>
>--
>Rick Kitchen da...@cleveland.freenet.edu
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>
I guess this might be considered a TAN, but I just felt compelled to
mention my little claim to fame...I went to summer camp with Liza Lucci
(I don't know if she uses that last name), back in, let's see....I guess
it was 87. It was a tennis camp out in the Hamptons (Long Island). I
only went for 2 weeks, and I only met her towards the end, so I don't
think I ever said more than 2 words to her, I wouldn't have even known
this if it wasn't for the fact that one day when this beautiful
car pulled up (I'm almost positive it was a Rolls), and I asked someone who
was in it, they told me that it was Liza's mom...the famous soap actress
Susan Lucci aka Erica Kane!!!! I didn't really think much of it until I
started watching the soap. Oh well...:)
If you are lurking Liza....congrats on being named Queen of the
Shenandoah Apple Blossom Festival!!
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Semret A. Lemma
sal...@phoenix.princeton.edu
"When I have a kid, I wanna put him in one of those strollers for twins,
then run around the mall looking frantic." -- Steven Wright
Richard N Kitchen
In a previous article, teb...@us0624tb.denver.NCR.COM (Mitch Harris) says:
Thanks for typing this in, Bev.
> Here the most exciting
> news is not that Erica has been acquitted of attempted murder
> (temporary insanity) but that Susan Lucci's 19-year-old daughter
> Liza, a freshman at the University of North Carolina at Chapel
> Hill, has been named the Queen of the Shenandoah Apple Blossom
> Festival.
Hey, Liza, if you're lurking out there, let us know. :-)
> "No one ever calls us," says Huber, 56, Lucci's husband of 24 years
> and president of SL Enterprises.
SL presumably = Susan Lucci. What did Huber do when they first met?
> But the grandest dame of daytime
> television -- who this week hosts the first daytime Emmy Awards
> ceremony in 14 years in which she is not a nominee --
Is this true? Lucci has been nominated 14 times. Is it really 14 times
in a row? Does this mean that the first ten years she was on AMC, she
wasn't nominated?
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Rick Kitchen da...@cleveland.freenet.edu
"Cuius testiculos habes, habeas cardia et cerebellum."
--Terry Pratchett, "Small Gods"
teb...@us0624tb.denver.ncr.com
There is a great article on Susan Lucci (yes, my all time fav -- Ashley,
I almost flamed you myself on your La Lucci slams but Mike did just
fine). The article In the May 30th People starting on Page 104 is
rather long, complete with color pictures. It's listed in it's entirety
below:
Title: Redecorating with... Susan Lucci. As soap vixen Erica
Kane, she's been tearing up Pine Valley, while at home she's been
ripping up her own house
The mistress of the house is know to neighborhood children as Mrs.
Huber. When no one is listening, her adoring Austrian-born
husband, Helmut, likes to call her Schnickelfritz. (Don't ask; even
he can't translate it.) The rules here are simple: no junk mail
in the dining room, no food in the living room, and -- this is for
the kids only -- no shoes in the house. "They bring in pebbles in
their sneakers," explains Helmut. "I can wear shoes because I
don't wear sneakers."
Welcome to the House at the End of the Block, Garden City, Long
Island, 25 miles east of Manhattan -- and a world away from Pine
Valley, ABC, where for 24 years, Schnickelfritz has been known as
All My Children's irrepressible Erica Kane. Here the most exciting
news is not that Erica has been acquitted of attempted murder
(temporary insanity) but that Susan Lucci's 19-year-old daughter
Liza, a freshman at the University of North Carolina at Chapel
Hill, has been named the Queen of the Shenandoah Apple Blossom
Festival. The biggest eyebrow-raiser is not that Erica's crazed
daughter Kendall tried to seduce her stepfather, Dimitri, but that
the local schoolgirls never seem to stop calling Andreas, Susan's
handsome 14-year-old son.
"No one ever calls us," says Huber, 56, Lucci's husband of 24 years
and president of SL Enterprises.
"Andreas doesn't even know he's getting off easy," says Lucci, 44,
with a warm laugh. "He thinks girls calling boys is just how
things work."
Let's be frank: Ms. Kane would be bored silly here in a suburban
spread complete with a dog barking in the kitchen and a tire
swinging from a tree out front. But the grandest dame of daytime
television -- who this week hosts the first daytime Emmy Awards
ceremony in 14 years in which she is not a nominee -- grew up in
Garden City. She left straight out of college, eager for the
glamor of Manhattan. But 16 years ago she and Helmut -- who met
in 1966 at the Garden City Hotel, where she was a part-time
hostess, he a chef -- decided to move back. It was Lucci who fell
in love with the 1927 Georgian colonial house; Huber thought the
five-bedroom place was too big. But Susan made him see reason, and
so, within its shingled walls, they raised their children and
counted their many blessings.
Then early one morning about two years ago, wandering about the
house as she likes to do ("It's the only time I can think my own
thoughts," she explains), Lucci noticed a strange incongruity:
the fancy handiwork in the dining room -- a carved mantelpiece and
the elaborate ceiling molding -- didn't extend int the living room.
"Maybe the original owners ran out of money," says Lucci of the
apparently abrupt decision to stop work on the interior. "Maybe
it was the Depression -- or just divorce."
In any case, Lucci decided, the time was long overdue for a change.
With the aid of her good friend, Garden City-based decorator Betty
Barbatsuly, Lucci set about turning her house into a palace:
poring over the fabric swatches for the window treatments, scouring
New York State antique stores for her favorite Staffordshire
porcelain figurines, blowdrying paint strips in her search for the
perfect green for the sunroom. And yes, she confesses, escaping
with the family to their seven-bedroom beachfront home in the
Hamptons last summer while the carpenters, painters and
electricians worked their magic.
Today, with Project Palace nearly complete (the kitchen and a few
upstairs bedrooms remain undone), Lucci is unabashedly proud. At
every turn are touches of the elegance she adores: Herend china
from Hungary; Seguso candlesticks from Venice; an exquisite trompe
l'oeil hand painted on the foyer walls, in which a pheasant outside
an old villa appears to fly away with a strand of pearls.
"Those are mine," says Lucci, pointing to the likeness of the
necklace. "For years I wanted pearls, but Helmut always said, 'No,
no, you're too young.' And I'd say, 'No, no I really would love
pearls.' And then on one Valentine's Day he just pulled out this
beautiful opera-length strand from underneath the breakfast table.
I was so happy. So we decided to incorporate then into our home."
In fact, for all the fancy trappings, it is the personal touches
and treasures -- and of course, the stories behind them -- that
make this house a home. The silver bowl, tucked on a shelf in the
kitchen, that Helmut used as a child in Innsbruck, Austria. A
poem, written by Liza for her mother, hung in a back hallway. The
portrait of Liza and Andreas, painted in 1983, that hangs by the
front door.
"If there were a fire," says Lucci, "that portrait is what I would
take."
And her husband, what would he take? "The kids," says Huber.
"Honey," says Lucci with a laugh. "The kids are out already."
"Oh," says Huber. He things for a moment. "Nothing then, there
is nothing I would take."
Hubert has no talent for these "what if" games. Susan is the
family romantic, eager to talk about, say, the brushstrokes in a
landscape painting, while he wants to discuss the electrical
options for lighting it. Still there is very little upon which
this couple can't easily compromise. "The big point of
disagreement," says Lucci, "is that I like really big scale and he
likes very delicate." (Hardly a surprise: "Look who I married,"
says the 5'2" actress of the man who towers a foot over her, "and
look who he married.") A smaller point of contention: the
photographs of Lucci that cover the walls, paying homage to her
soap stardom, her Ford commercials, her various miniseries, the
line of hair products she now sells on QVC. "Helmut put these up,"
she says, slightly embarrassed. "I said, 'Please don't do this.
I mean it, please.' But he says I should be proud of my
accomplishments."
And so she is. This year's Emmy snub, she admits, "makes me sad."
But Lucci keeps the slight in perspective: it is nothing that
can't be cured by the prospect of zebra print in the master
bedroom. Or better yet, the prospect of seeing Andreas and his
pals, who, she says, will soon return from lacrosse practice and
flop down on the newly covered chairs in the living room. "After
they take off their shoes," says helmut. Lucci grins. She is fond
of this husband of hers, this life, this home. Yes, she admits,
she might try to coax the sweaty boys out of the living room and
into the family room downstairs. But if they end up staying, she
says, both she -- and the chairs -- will survive. "The point of
all this beauty," says Lucci, "is to be happy. And I'm lucky: I
am."
There are many pictures with the article. One is with Lucci and her dog
Oscar (a big white poodle type I think -- hey, I had a black lab, don't
know nothing about poodles). Another is off her daughter's doll (an old
raggy ann type), and a Viennese painting of an ice skating scene. There
is also a picture with Susan and her husband sitting on the ground
looking at swatches and a piano with lots of pictures on it (kinda like
Palmers) with the caption: Thanks to husband Helmut Huber, Susan's
image is everywhere in the house. Lastly, there is a picture of Susan
sitting in a beautiful garden with the caption: "In my next life I'd
like to come back as a homebody or an actress," says Lucci (in her
garden). "There's not enough time to be both."
Seesh, I hope I didn't make too many typing mistakes but I just had to
post this article. I just love La Lucci.
V. (but I think my 8 month old is more fond of Harold)
Ashley Lambert Maberly
>There is a great article on Susan Lucci (yes, my all time fav -- Ashley,
>I almost flamed you myself on your La Lucci slams but Mike did just
>fine)
Ah, but if you remember carefully, you'll find I've never said a word against
the divine Miss L., who does a magnificent, underrated job as Who She Is. I
may mistrust Erica's motives, deplore her tactics, thrill to her
manipulations, and scream in glee as she cheerfully, unthinkingly, trashes her
mother, but for Miss L. I have nothing but unmitigated respect and
unadulterated adoration.
Ashley "Why Didn't Larry Hagman Sue When Bing Crosby's Nasty Daughter
Shot Him?" Lambert-Maberly
teb...@us0624tb.denver.ncr.com
First I said:
>There is a great article on Susan Lucci (yes, my all time fav --
>Ashley, I almost flamed you myself on your La Lucci slams but Mike did
>just fine)
Then Ashley said:
>Ah, but if you remember carefully, you'll find I've never said a word
>against the divine Miss L., who does a magnificent, underrated job as
>Who She Is. I may mistrust Erica's motives, deplore her tactics,
>thrill to her manipulations, and scream in glee as she cheerfully,
>unthinkingly, trashes her mother, but for Miss L. I have nothing but
>unmitigated respect and unadulterated adoration.
Yea, yea. Come on Ash, you just gotta love that woman! ;-) Oh, and
sorry -- I did forget to use my little smiley face when I used your name
above. Believe me, that was hardly the "wrath of V!"
Lastly, Rick said:
>Thanks for typing this in, Bev.
>
Ah, gee wiz Rick, I hardly ever get to post anything -- can't I get the
attababe since it was my little fingers that did all the work?
V. (whose husband is concerned that I might be trying to learn a thing
or two from La Lucci)
Richard N Kitchen
In a previous article, teb...@us0624tb.denver.NCR.COM (Jennifer Bienvenu, x5060) says:
>Lastly, Rick said:
>
>>Thanks for typing this in, Bev.
>>
>Ah, gee wiz Rick, I hardly ever get to post anything -- can't I get the
>attababe since it was my little fingers that did all the work?
>
>V. (whose husband is concerned that I might be trying to learn a thing
>or two from La Lucci)
Ack! My apologies! Our newsreader software has gone haywire lately,
and I read the wrong attribution (see above).