SECRET NEW ORLEANS: TJ & Di Pink Caddy (2 of 3) Palm Beach Road Trip!
VIEUX CARRÉ CONFIDENTIAL! (series) episode #17 posted! PART TWO OF A THREE-PART ROAD TRIP! TJ Fisher and Di Harris adventures! Absolutely fabulous mini sitcom! The loopy ladies of New Orleans stir up a trouble in swanky Palm Beach! On a whirlwind weekend! Pink ’59 Cadillac convertible! Hello, Di, riding in the back, with TJ at the wheel, oozing down the street! Feeling out of sight! The outrageous Hoo-hah Queens are ready to terrorize white tails and tiara balls!
Flamboyant raconteurs in a big pink pumpkin car…the two offbeat Grande Dames hit their stride…cut a swath a mile wide…and leave a trail of arched eyebrows in their wake! Whirlwind! Double jeopardy! Whoo-hoo! TJ and Di bring a breath of fresh air and the classic “New Orleans state of mind” to South Florida’s diamond-studded sandbar. It is a perfect, pristine paradise town, sedate and tranquil. Dodging a slew of island police cars as they race along their merry way, the uptown/downtown provocateurs gallivant from one uproarious escapade to another. Come ride along! Hijinks! Dust-ups and mash-ups! They know how to have a party in their pink Cadillac! Pushing the envelope, TJ and Di crash the boundaries of appropriate Palm Beacher socialite behavior and stuffy, staid social protocol.
VIEUX CARRÉ CONFIDENTIAL! At the beginning of the vintage-style film clip, TJ says she’s going on a Palm Beach shopping safari. She wheels and back-back maneuvers Lulabell out of her gated driveway. Slow, slow, slowly. Inch by inch. Booble-head dogs Dudley and Calliope gaze out from the backseat. Di, adorned in a bath towel and madhattress bonnet assures her New Orleans husband “Don’t worry.” She also claims “Everything is fine.” Hmmm…. according to the documented history of these two scandalous media magnets and well-known pranksters…that statement is very doubtful, at best… Next the illustrious, infamous and larger-than-life TJ, adored in a glittery evening hat and colorful boa, zooms Lulabell up and down tranquil seaside streets, careening around the corners, as coconut palm fronds sway gently overhead. Di lays low in the backseat. Cop cars. Everywhere. Lookout! Eyes peeled. Hold the presses!
Afterwards, TJ swings Lulabell down the ultimate destination, famed Worth Avenue. TJ eases her pink Caddy into a parallel parking slot, then she hops out for bit of afternoon shopping, clad in her evening gown. Old World Palm Beach of yesterday had an array of headlines-making colorful denizens and island eccentrics (including Addison Mizner) which TJ seems to channel, like a blast from past. The Gilded Age meets the 50s! All-original Victorianurbanite! TJ carries a New Orleans-emblazoned cloth tote bag, with her French Quarter essentials, a boa, mask, Corona Light, bottle opening and voodoo doll. Again, Di is seen in bath towel and wild “tea party” headpiece, this time with a glass in hand, as she attempts to sooth and calm her worried husband about what kind of shenanigans the two might be up to.
TJ heads up legendary beach route ALA, driving along the Atlantic Ocean, then, with Di in tow, she whips around Sloane’s curve and drives Di straight up into the driveway of Donald Trump’s celebrated Palm Beach Mar-a-Lago Club (once owned by Majorie Merriweather Post). There she gives Di the inside scoop and an earful about Melania Trump’s newest QVC ventures, with faux diamond jewelry. The Who Dat Nation takes Palm Beach clip ends with TJ climbing out of Lulabell’s trunk, claiming diamonds and pink Cadillacs are a girl’s best friend.
Firebrand French Quarter author/Bourbon Street resident TJ Fisher and whimsical fashionista/artist Di Harris make a memorable mark as absolutely fabulously outrageous New Orleans notables. Capricious and colorful, Tj and Di are the queens of comedic storytelling, prone to unrestrained bursts of political and societal incorrectness, mimicry and out-of-the-ordinary escapades.
Merrymakers and troublemakers TJ and Di have a reputation for a chameleon-like style, that plus an innate flair for high-stepping hijinks, antiquities of time, daredevil humor and thespian misadventures. TJ drives a ’59 pink Cadillac convertible named Lulabell, and Di rides a 1968 “My Fair Lady” model banana-seat Stingray. TJ is a bestseller author of diverse works of New Orleans-based nonfiction and fiction. Di is a prize-winning designer and artist, and the proprietor of where the stars shop, Zogwald’s of the French Quarter, an ever popular and trendy international boutique. (TJ also maintains a home in Palm Beach, Florida and Di in Melbourne, Australia.)
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