Can we get some hometown woot-woots for the Pride of Upper Darby (well, besides Ruth Carpenter) Tina Fey? She’s on the cover of Vanity Fair this month — first Philadelphian ever? did they do Will Smith once? — and it’s got some good back-in-the-day dish: For one, you just knew Fey was a fag hag (awesome) and friend Damian Holbrook leads the reporter through the wayback machine. And in that wayback machine, we learn the following:

Liz Lemon favors her right side. That’s because a faint scar runs across Tina Fey’s left cheek, the result of a violent cutting attack by a stranger when Fey was five. Her husband says, “It was in, like, the front yard of her house, and somebody who just came up, and she just thought somebody marked her with a pen.” You can hardly see the scar in person. But I agree with Richmond that it makes Fey more lovely, like a hint of Marlene Dietrich noir glamour in a Preston Sturges heroine.

That is fucked, but we agree. Now that we know, all we wanna know is, well, more. God we love you Tina. You ever need anything, just let us know.
VF: Fey, Fey, Fey, What You Want

This entry was posted on Monday, December 1st, 2008 at 2:06 pm.