Those of us who saw the original Follies will never forget the gasp-inducing beauty of those costumes, especially the ghosts in more shades of gray than you knew existed. Then the grand old ladies paraded out, each one in an outfit that instantly defined their characters. And then, just when it was all getting a little too tense and claustrophobic, the thrilling colors of Loveland...
Her artistry and that of Boris Aronson were every bit as brilliant as was the staging of Hal Prince and Michael Bennett. Their collaborative work on that production remains the high-water-mark for theatrical achievement in my lifetime.
But mostly what I'm remembering now--and smiling at--is the wonderful image of Flossie and Ruthie in their mink coats. They were two VERY classy broads.
