Stare Way To Heaven
Paramount had organized a party for me [at Romanoff’s in Beverly Hills in 1957]. Â All of cinema was there, it was incredible. And then comes in Jayne Mansfield, the last one to come. Â For me, that was when it got amazing.
She came right for my table.  She knew everyone was watching.  She sat down.  And now, she was barely… Listen.  Look at the picture.  Where are my eyes?  I’m staring at her nipples because I am afraid they are about to come onto my plate.  In my face you can see the fear.  I’m so frightened that everything in her dress is going to blow—BOOM!—and spill all over the table.
Many, many times I am given this photo to autograph it.  And I never do.  I don’t want to have anything to do with that.  And also out of respect for Jayne Mansfield because she’s not with us anymore