The Lady from the Black Lagoon: Hollywood Monsters and the Lost Legacy of Milicent Patrick

by Mallory O'Meara

“Darling, I’ll have another.” Milicent would say to Frank, and he’d pour the champagne. When he reached for the orange juice, she’d say, “Oh, no juice. No juice.” “Well, Milly,” he’d say. “That’s not a mimosa.” “That’s correct,” she’d agree.