Broadway eyes musical based on life of legendary televangelist Tammy Faye

B’way eyes on ‘Tammy’

“Tammy Faye” — or her musical remnants — heading for B’way.

Its world premiere was 2022, London’s Almeida Theatre. Music by Elton John.

Tammy and her Rev. Jim Bakker were real people.

Long Island based, revolutionizing religion, the married couple preached to millions 24 hours a day.

Interesting fund-raisers got them both behind bars.

Tammy put the juice into Jesus — also into her own jeans. With “Praise the Lord” it was “and me, too.”

Tammy had a Sundance documentary in 2000. Their full-size cutouts stood on B’way.

2003, I wrote about her freak chic. Like wearing more eye makeup than RuPaul.

She told me: “If a movie’s ever made about my life, I want Sally Field to play me.” November ’98, I reported she replaced O.J. Simpson at the bottom of a Who’s Who list.

Tammy even promoted her own clothing line — not the kind of stuff you’d wear kneeling in any pew.

Facing income tax problems, nervous about the IRS and heading for a federal can, in ’92 she told me: “Listen, I’m sick of apologizing. I’m now looking for a press agent.”

Ohboyohboyohboy did I know Tammy Faye!

‘Mean Girls’ is back & so fetch!

More old stuff getting re-juiced. Creeping out is a re-jazzed “Mean Girls.” (In theaters Friday.)

Gone Lindsay Lohan. New cast. Now Reneé Rapp. Produced by comedy factory of Lorne Michaels and Tina Fey who also wrote it.

Tina: “2004 was the original ‘Mean Girls.’ These characters have a long shelf life. So now I felt it’s the best of both worlds. Plus a nod to the original.”

Yeah, great. Forget Bethlehem. Now re-juiced, it could start: “In the beginning was jazz. Let there be we all light up: big bare bums, and, man, the Word was with Kanye . . .”

Booking time

Mar-a-lago whispers are that Melania’s already reached out to publishers. Shopping a book. So far the subject gets only silence.

Savvy as she is chic, she’s deciding now how much of a role she’ll play in 2024.

And with whom. And doing what. And why.

What will she face on the campaign trail. Public appearances? Speeches? Interviews? TV? Hostility? Who can she trust?

Nothing, nobody makes Melania do what she won’t do. She’s smart.

Those who know also know that right now they know it’s better not to know anything.

Hair apparent

A crate of VIPs ago — former military man, secretary of state, onetime presidential wannabe, longtime husband of multimillionairess Teresa Heinz, bearer of the best head of hair since Samson, John Kerry sat in Boston’s Logan Airport Terminal A. Alone.

Typing on his phone, clutching a carry-on bag. No lounge access. No one talked to him.

Now in charge of President Biden’s zero interest in climate control, nobody seemed to care, or even bother to how-dee-doo him. Shame. His hair still looked great.

Sign language

New year. TheDiscoverer.com pairs your astrological sign with the perfect US vacation destination.

Taurus: Sonoma, Calif. Gemini: Minneapolis. Cancer: Charleston, SC. Aries: arid Sedona, Ariz. Virgo: Yellowstone National Park. Libras like romance, so Savannah, Ga. Leo: Vegas. Scorpio: Bar Harbor, Maine. Sagittarius: Hawaii’s Kauai. Aquarians: wherever in Texas is barren Marfa. Pisces: Ojai, Calif. Capricorn sleds can mush to Ketchikan, Alaska.

But if only in New York, kids, only in New York — just take your credit card.