![]() Streisand's memoir, My Name Is Barbra, is nearly 1,000 pages of such gumption, her rhythmic Brooklyn cadence communicated via countless ellipses and more than a few pleasant divergences on her favorite kind of egg roll or a particularly good antique shopping trip. Streisand grew out her nails in refusal, went all in on show business, and the rest is history - though Streisand now concedes that the ability to type might have made book writing a bit easier. More than the deeply parted bouffant of Streisand's early stardom, or the sleek bob she adopted in the '90s, or even the smoky chevrons of her signature cat eye, her elegant talons - all natural, by the way - are visual proof of Streisand's trademark steadfastness.Īs the old story goes, when Streisand was a fledgling actor, her mother suggested she take typing classes to become a secretary in the New York school system. Thanks to the opportunity to speak with her for this week's edition of It's Been A Minute, I was able to get my hands on a copy.įor me, the iconography of Streisand begins with her nails. Despite those heavy hitters and the crowded field they occupy, the celebrity memoir I've coveted most is that of the singular Ms. In just the past few months Britney Spears, Jada Pinkett Smith, Kerry Washington, and more have showered us with bombshells and revelations about their origin stories and private lives. The season of the celebrity memoir is upon us. ![]() ![]() Harry Benson/Daily Express/Hulton Archive/Getty Images Barbra Streisand in her dressing room in October 1965.
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