Friday, January 22, 2010

Liz Smith: Joan Collins' New 'Fetish'


"Liz, do you mind if we cut this short? See, I’m babysitting my five-year-old grandchild, and we just made sugar cookies!" This is one of the world’s most famous stars, escaping an interview to attend to family business. Babysitting? Sugar cookies? I bet you think it’s Julie Andrews. Wrong. This cookie-baking granny is … Joan Collins. Yep, the sultry siren herself. Miss Collins explained she was home in glitzy Los Angeles with her granddaughter because her son, the artist Sacha Newley, was off at a big exhibition of his work.

When I laughed and said how surprised the world would be to find her in such normal circumstances, Joan sighed a little.

"I know, you’re right, but honestly I’ve never understood the public perception – especially aimed at women stars – that we’re somehow incapable of raising our children or tending to our homes. I’ve raised three children, I’ve taken care of four houses. Years ago, the writer 
Art Buchwald did a story on me, titled A Most Peculiar Mother – he couldn’t understand the dichotomy of a so-called ‘glamorous’ woman raising a family. I found his article peculiar!"...



Thursday, January 14, 2010

Visit the New Joan Collins Photo Gallery

Check out the stunning images of Joan Collins in the brand new photo gallery.




Sunday, January 10, 2010

A Message From Joan Collins


Dear Friends:

Happy New Year to everyone!  I spent a wonderful Christmas with my family in L.A., and now I'm preparing to film a movie in New York in February.  It's a small, independent film called 
Fetish, by Charles Casillo who wrote The Fame Game and The Marilyn Diaries. The script is fabulous, and I'll look forward to sharing more details.  I'm also delighted to announce that Alexis Bittar Jewelry is featuring me in an ad campaign during Spring Fashion Week in New York.  We will post some of the beautiful images from that photoshoot on my website soon. Until next time!


Love,
Joan

Thursday, January 7, 2010

Read Joan Collins' December Article in The Spectator: Christmas in LA


When my daughter Katyana was eight years old she fell into a coma in hospital. I would not allow any of the medical staff around her to talk about her condition in a negative fashion. I was convinced that she was able to comprehend what was being discussed around her bedside and that it would somehow affect her recovery. The doctors, interns and nurses all believed I was a raging nutter and I would hear them tut-tutting as they backed away, whispering how sad it was that my daughter didn’t have much of a chance of recovering. Seven weeks later, much to all the medicos’ amazement, Katy started to open her eyes and react to the world around her.  Reading about Rom Houben this week, who has just recovered from a coma after 20 years, I felt quite vindicated when he came back to consciousness and told the world that he had heard everything that was said around him and understood it too, but had been frustratingly unable to communicate.


Katy was thankfully fully restored to good health thanks to her own indomitable spirit, but I believe that my bedside vigil in which I constantly assured her she would get better (and I wouldn’t let the staff say otherwise) contributed to her complete recovery.  Houben’s doctors used a range of coma tests, which concluded that his consciousness was ‘extinct’ and that he was totally unaware of anything around him. Like me with Katy, Rom’s mother refused to believe this and her being proved right is a great beacon of hope for all those who have suffered brain injuries. Rom Houben’s recovery taught a sharp lesson to those who treat coma patients as if there is no tomorrow.