It was Toby Worthington who introduced me to the New York cabaret artiste, the legendary Julie Wilson and I am grateful for his good taste in bad women.
Read more about her from one of her devotees at STIRRED, STRAIGHT UP, WITH A TWIST here.
Bad woman - good company. That's the point. Victor Plaar (1863-1929 ) wrote my favourite phrase 'She was wild, and sweet, and witty' of a woman who no doubt had a reputation as scarlet as Julie Wilson's feather boa.
Stand not uttering sedately
Trite oblivious praise above her!
Rather say you saw her lately
Lightly kissing her last lover.
Whisper not, ‘There is a reason
Why we bring her no white blossom.’
Since the snowy bloom's in season
Strow it on her sleeping bosom!
Oh, for it would be a pity
To o'erpraise her or to flout her:
She was wild, and sweet, and witty -
Let's not say dull things about her.