The only difference between the Bel Air of the '90s and the Bel Air of my childhood is that now the nannies are Latina instead of British, and the cars European instead of American.

The eyebrow pencil and false eyelashes were essential; my mother didn’t feel dressed without them.

Sinatra was just one of Mom’s friends.

My mother wasn’t rational those last years; if she had been, she would have been horrified by her own behavior.

People are always asking me what it’s like to be Judy Garland’s daughter. It’s hard to be a legend’s child.

Even at al my mother’s concerts, I had never seen people go crazy the way they did with the Beatles.

Fabio kept asking me out, but I knew we’d never get his ego through the door.

My mother was electric onstage, and I vividly recall the extraordinary power she had over her audiences.

Although I loved Liza as a little girl, it would be true to say I really didn’t know her.

My mother’s suicide attempts were a way to release anxiety and get attention. Some of the attempts were drug reactions she didn’t even remember later on.