New York magazine's profile of Bette Midler on the eve of the debut of her Vegas spectacular offers this tantalizing news:
As a welcome-to-Vegas gift, and perhaps in an effort to negate the effects of such cultural slumming, Midler's husband bought her the entire Penguin Classics Library. The floor-to-ceiling bookshelf in her dressing quarters is stuffed with several hundred of the 1,082 titles. "I'm such a cheese,” she says, averting her eyes bashfully as though she were trying explain a Star Wars action-figure collection. "I'm reading Chesterton right now. The Man Who Was Thursday. I thought I'd start light."If my experience is anything to go by, I'd say Miss (now Mrs.) M is in for an adventure.
Thanks to Kevin Walsh for the tip.