Temporarily unmarried Miss Lopez, now courting another possibly temp husband — previously druggy Alex Rodriguez — through photo ops orchestrated quicker than his photographed toilet sit means, clearly, 50 is the new nifty.
The number’s magic because gorgeous Naomi Watts said: “I celebrated my 50th by going to Morocco. So great. Especially the souk where you can buy anything — rugs, ceramics, jewelry, brand new antiques — but at least the rugs don’t break or wear out.”
About her new movie “Luce”: “It was a Lincoln Center play about adopting an African boy, age 7, top student, top athlete. I play his mother, Octavia Spencer plays his teacher. I love working with Octavia. It’s our second time.
“One 10-minute, 10-page scene with her is our being on the same goal, wanting him to succeed, reach his potential. We filmed in schools and houses 45 minutes outside the city. She and I want more projects to do together. Even uncomfortable race, color, power, identity, sexual-harassment themes. Many things need to be addressed today.”
And next for Naomi?
“Flying to Australia for a month.”
Like attitudes, time also marches on. The film’s producer is John Baker. His father’s the famous plastic surgeon, Dr. Daniel Baker.
Freaks come out at night
Now, B’way’s new musical, “Moulin Rouge.” Opening night offstage was even freakier than onstage. First-nighters in spangled tuxedos, embroidered pants, décolleté so low I chatted with one lady’s private parts, rhinestone handbags, gents’ ribbon boutonnieres, floor-length gowns accessorized with boots, a woman all in bright red with bright purple hair.
Understand: kindly, genteel, gracious me is never bitchy — but this was freakoidville. Hair extensions extending beneath gynecological level. Photog Bruce Glikas snapping a guy’s “Made in China” tie advertising Donald Trump. Brit designer Malan Breton’s plus one dude’s jacket was metal paillettes. “Moulin Rouge’s” real star is its genius designer, Derek McLane, who turned the entire Al Hirschfeld Theatre into a gaudy, glitzy, razzmatazz music hall.
Tribute to a hero
To request military honors at her husband’s funeral, Lucinda Franks petitioned Sen. Chuck Schumer, who said: “An honor guard is due for a man of honor.” Respect was paid to Robert Morgenthau’s WWII US Navy service. Following the torpedo attack on his destroyer, our former DA received the Bronze Star. The NYC Naval Operations Support Center provided a flag fold, flag presentation, rendition of taps via ceremonial bugle and a detail to accompany his military honor burial.
Sweet sounds
Candy Spelling, widow of “Charlie’s Angels” and “Beverly Hills, 90210” creator Aaron Spelling, co-produced the musical “Tootsie,” and says November brings another music bio show. This one’s Tina Turner . . . And Gloria Estefan, whose bio musical is playing all over the world, says, “Working on Broadway was scary. You risk a lot.” Meanwhile, she was off to the Hamptons.
A life well lived
We lost glorious Marylou Whitney. At one party she wore diamonds larger than lightbulbs. Always the first Christmas card to arrive, her photo was her on a dogsled. She told me her husband proposed during dinner at Buckingham Palace. Now that she’s into immortality, I’ll never have the chance to ask how one gets invited to dinner at Buckingham Palace.
Following that Mueller mishmash comes a new slogan from our Dumbocrat party: “It takes a village to raise an idiot.”
Only in Washington, kids, Only in Washington.