Sharon Stone hits our Zoom call at a million miles an hour; she is up and out of the trap the moment I admit her, dazzling and unpredictable, ecstatic, then cheeky, then moved to almost tears, then furious, then regaling me with celebrity anecdotes so choice, I itch to pass them on.
It’s her 63rd birthday, which she’s celebrating at home, in Los Angeles, taking receipt of “all these incredibly cute videos! It’s been such a Covid year, so you don’t really get to see your buddies. Then to wake up… late… and everybody has really gone all out, sending me these hilarious videos. I’ve been laughing till I’m crying. Love! So much love, coming in!”