(Lorraine Hunt Lieberson) helped me get decked out for my prom that year too, with a purple bow tie and matching cummerbund on a white tux. For years, I had a disembodied plastic arm lurking in the back seat of my car; that was a gift when I got home from college one year, almost giving me a heart attack when I saw it sticking out of an old jacket. And Lorraine turned me on to the genius of the Simpsons; I’ve never heard a better Homer impersonation.
Ciao Lorraine, ci manchi tanto. La tua Opera Chic
Lorraine Hunt Lieberson portrait by Richard Avedon for the New Yorker.