We got married in Las Vegas, too (May 25, 1974). We got married when things career wise were very up and down. Warren came in one day to our kitchen in Hollywood and he literally got down on one knee and proposed to me. We were afraid we might change our minds if we slept on it. So, we took acid and drove across the desert with a couple of our friends.We checked into the Stardust because his dad used to stay there. We got married at The Chapel of the Bells. We had to go find something borrowed and something blue and all of that. We felt wonderful. We were on acid. Then all of the sudden he got very serious and said that this wasn't good enough for my wedding. There wasn't even a ring. But I thought everything was perfect even not having any sleep. Until then it had been very romantic. But there wasn't a ring. So, Warren went into the bathroom. I don't know exactly what he did. But he was wet when he came back. He had a washer in his hand that he put on my finger. We thought the marriage would last forever.
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