She's come a long way since posing squeaky clean with that baby on the Ivory Snow box, and Porn Star Marilyn Chambers is still moving. With her cinematic X-ertions (Behind the Green Door, Resurrection of Eve) playing in movie houses round the country, Chambers, 23, has now begun polishing her moves for a New York cabaret show. Titled "Le Bellybutton" and scheduled for opening this week in New York's Hotel Diplomat, the song-and-dance blackout revue will exhibit Marilyn and a cast of eleven in a multitude of skins. "Of course films are very lucrative," purrs Marilyn, "but this is more lucrative in the way of experience."
"I hated to give them up," admitted Muhammad Ali. But the heavyweight soon kayoed his emotions. Thus on June 9, a pair of 8-oz. gloves and a terrycloth robe will join historical memorabilia like Babe Ruth's bat and Eli Whitney's cotton gin on display at the Smithsonian Institution in Washington, D.C. "It's a great museum with its little cars and trains," observed the champ, who took time out in the capital to mug with a statue of Washington. "My gloves may be more popular," Ali added, referring to the mitts that in 1974 beat George Foreman in Zaire, "but the cotton gin did more for mankind. I'm a man; I'm not no cotton gin."
"We will have very much chic," promised Régine, Belgian-born dynamo of the discotheque set, who last week unveiled the newest of her high-priced nightspots. The sometime singer-actress, notorious for banning the unhip from her clubs in Paris, Monte Carlo and Rio, was all open arms as she offered several hundred guests a preview look at her new dance-and-dining emporium. The locale: Manhattan's Delmonico hotel. The stars: Actress Candice Bergen, Designer Hubert de Givenchy and former Vogue Editor Diana Vreeland. The floor show: a fashion exhibit featuring "ready-to-dance" dresses created by the red-haired restaurateur herself. "I have always, since a child, dream to have my name on Broadway," confessed Régine, 46. "So for now, I have my name on Park Avenue. Then Broadway."
After 28 years of plugging orange juice for the folks at Minute Maid, Crooner Bing Crosby will soon sing the praises of a more potent libation. At a $10,000 bash for the press in Beverly Hills last week, Crosby, 75, and Comedian Phil Harris, 69, announced the formation of their own import company. The pair's first product: Mexico's Herradura Tequila, a blue-chip potable that will sell in the U.S. for $13 a fifth. "It's a natural," says der Bingle. "Phil has been known to take a drink from time to time. If he does half as much for Herradura as he's done for Jack Daniel's over the years, we're in."