[New York, November 12. Images via Splash.]
She's not talking to anybody. She's wearing shades so we wouldn't know she was looking down.
She knew she'd better not screw it up after saying she'd die if she was as "fat" as Marilyn.
Dear Liz: No Seven-Year-Itch-like residual income from these pix for you.
Can you tell I'm still mad at her for saying that? I thought it was really, and unnecessarily, bitchy.