Sheila as a James Bond Girl----Halter Top Day at Royals Stadium----Co-hosting with Steve MartinIn response to yesterday’s mannequin blog, Dr. Maureen asked if her former housemate Sheila ManneQuinn (see March 19th blog) had been spotted by the window dolls I wrote about. Sheila, god love her, has been missing since being kidnapped at the reception of Maureen’s first wedding, (which we all want to forget) back in 1981. Having served as the guest book attendant, Sheila borrowed from my wardrobe closet and was wearing my sexy, hot pink senior prom gown at the time she was ripped off, so the whole crime was a double heartbreak to be sure.
Sheila was the shy type (or was she just aloof and playing hard to get?), so it’s likely she could have gone off with a stranger and not have kicked up a fuss. She was a double amputee at the time, not armed to fight back, and I don’t believe she was carrying any identification. Anyway, sadly, we’ve neither seen nor heard from her since.
I’m encouraging people who might make “Sheila Sightings” to contact this blog immediately. Dr. Maureen is probably willing to pay big ransom bucks for a tearful reunion. Sheila and she have a lot of catching up to do after all these years, you know, ---and, darn it, I desperately need that prom gown back!
The missing prom gown and armless Sheila. I filled out the gown much better than the missing Miss ManneQuinn, but she looked more like Cher than I did!
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another favorite Sheila story: the time she competed in a St. Patrick's Day "around the block" race at Jimmy's Jigger bar in Kansas City on State Line Rd. Sheila fell during the race, fracturing her nose; fortunately with the help of a "plastic surgeon" (and a lot of spackling compound and paint) she was repaired in time for the next party.
She was a fun roommate---never snored or ate all the food in the frig. She was a perfect size 8, and particularly liked to stand in the foyer and let people drape coats and scarves and such on her.
Oh, how the guys loved Sheila! I also recall the time you took her to a college class, in drag, impersonating the instructor. Everyone needs to have a Sheila.
Too funny. I need a Sheila.
ROTFLMAO!
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