My Favorite Faces

Lesbians in My Soup ― And she walked up – Rachel, I mean, and she’s my daughter – and she put her hands right up on my face, like one on either cheek, and she looked me dead in the eyes. ∙ She said, “You sort of look like Bette Davis.” ∙ And I thought, “Okay.”  I thought, “This is something I can live with. There are a lot worse things a nine year old can tell you than you look like than Bette Davis.” ∙ She said, “Or Steve Buscemi. Yeah.”  She said, “You look like a cross between Bette Davis [...].