Charles Ayres has a white knuckle tale to tell and he tells it with wit and panache in his romping autobiography, Impossibly Glamorous. From the moment Charles dropped out of the womb he was different and being different in Eighties Mid-West USA was no walk in the prairie. The MENSA-brained boy from Kansas country found the Bible Belt wanting and went in search of eastern spice. Draped in a second-hand fake fur he used like a comfort blanket, Charles turned on his heels, hitched up his skirt, rode out of town and lay down his sequined saddle bag in the Land of the Rising Sun. It was not all glitter and glitz. Much of the time it was a broken-hearted obstacle course of depression and hand-to-mouth living. By his own admission, Charles has not been the best judge of matters of the heart and he brushes aside one red flag after another with a camp, dismissive wave. Fortunately, there's an eclectic cast of extras to haul him up from the emotional abyss, including my personal favourites, "the Ladies of the Commonweath." MTV during its glory days provides a vibrant soundtrack to the adventures and mishaps. As a Tokyo radio translator and TV personality, a dazzling pantheon of stars passed through his hands and Charles deliciously name-drops his way through his extraordinary saga. In the end, though, a diet of oriental fame brought little fortune and there's no glamour in penury. Through it all, Charles' humour, humanity, candour, unquenchable thirst for life and rare insight into the slings and arrows, cut through the crap like a blazing shooting star. Charles Ayres is impossibly glamorous and can light up my party anytime. Did the earth eventually move for Charles? Read this handsomely crafted book to find out. Well, knock me over with a feather boa. Perking the Pansies, Jack and Liam move to Turkey is back at the top of the Amazon UK charts again. Amazing.
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