Elizabeth Taylor Arrives Fashionably Late for Her Own Funeral; Wretched WBC Protestors Outsmarted

Elizabeth Taylor, now that was a woman. Even in death, she went out in style, requesting to be delivered to her funeral a fashionable 15 minutes late.

Taylor, died of congestive heart failure at the Cedars-Sinai Medical Center on Wednesday, and by Thursday afternoon, she had been buried in the Great Mausoleum at Forest Lawn Memorial Park in Glendale, California near celebrities like Michael Jackson and Clark Gable.

Taylor's funeral and memorial service were attended by a small group of friends and family and the details were not formally released to the media.

"She was surrounded by her children: Michael Wilding, Christopher Wilding, Liza Todd and Maria Burton," said Taylor's publicist Sally Morgan in a statement to ABC News.

In the same statement, her son Michael Howard Wildin said:

"My Mother was an extraordinary woman who lived life to the fullest, with great passion, humor, and love. Though her loss is devastating to those of us who held her so close and so dear, we will always be inspired by her enduring contribution to our world. Her remarkable body of work in film, her ongoing success as a businesswoman, and her brave and relentless advocacy in the fight against HIV/AIDS, all make us all incredibly proud of what she accomplished. We know, quite simply, that the world is a better place for Mom having lived in it. Her legacy will never fade, her spirit will always be with us, and her love will live forever in our hearts."

While showing up late for your funeral was a stroke of classic style-genius, the swiftness of Taylor's funeral also kept the worst elements from appearing at her private affair.

As we reported earlier, a bizarre and potentially violent fringe group from the Westboro Baptist Church had loudly proclaimed that they would be picketing the affair due to Liz Taylor's charitable works with AIDS groups. Unfortunately, no one from the "church" is aware of the Jewish tradition of burying the dead soon after they pass.

Because that would take reading. Or forethought. Or thought at all. Not their specialty.

Kudos to you, Liz, for showing some class, even in death, and outsmarting the jackals in the end. Rest in Peace.