Clap…clap…clap…clapclapclapclap Congratulations Rob Lowe!!! You deserve that slow clap because, like the finest of hot wines, you have aged with grace and hotness. On this, your cover of Vanity Fair, you just redefined the phrase “still got it,” or more likely, “got it more than you ever did before.”
"All champagne is French, it's named after the region. Otherwise it's sparkling white wine"
He’s promoting his new book, Stories I Only Tell My Friends: An Autobiography, and if you care to listen to him read from it, you can do so here.
Wait. I spoke too soon. This was Rob Lowe in the February, 1984 issue of Vanity Fair:
How do we forget the past so quickly? Never again.
