Zits Were Cheaper If the thought of going to your high school reunion makes you cringe, you’re not alone, especially if it’s how you look that’s making you cringe. In a poll commissioned by Westlake Village-based Jafra Cosmetics International, most women said how people looked, not what they did or how successful they had become, was the main topic of conversation after a reunion. About 33 percent of women respondents said they’d pass up their reunion because they didn’t like the way they looked. Only 15 percent said that they wouldn’t go because they weren’t as successful as they thought they should be. It’s probably no coincidence that Jafra commissioned the study to help promote its new Intensive Retinol Treatment, a cream that promises to combat wrinkles and other signs of aging. Still, the online survey of 1,032 women aged 35-49 had some interesting data to report. For instance, on the stress scale, reunions rated higher than meeting future in-laws. Most women, 88 percent, said they’d be willing to fork over money to gussy up for a reunion. On average, women nationally said they would shell out $138 to steel themselves for the parade of adolescent “ex’s” and why-nots. But in Western states, women were willing to spend more, an average of $164. That’s a lot of anti-aging cream. Think Snow The thermometer soared well into the 90s at most spots in the San Fernando Valley for at least a few days last week, prompting rolling blackouts, traffic jams and certainly a boost in water sales and long lines at Baskin Robbins. Organizers of the return of the Northridge Fashion Center Farmers Market & Family Festival took note of the heat, came up with a way to attract customers and commemorate the return of the popular evening family event, which opened Wednesday. They hauled in 25 tons of freshly made snow, giving children a way to chill out while their parents shopped for fresh produce and hand-made gifts. The snow was dumped in an area near Pacific Theatres and Zany Brainy on the mall’s north end. An ice carver was also on hand to create sculptures from blocks of the wet stuff. Pretty cool, huh? Superwomen to the Rescue Sherman Oaks-based TV producers Sid and Marty Krofft had a little fun recently when they sent actresses Markie Post and Anne Steadman, clad as superheroes Electra Woman and Dyna Girl, to personally deliver the pilot of their proposed series of the same name to the WB Network in Burbank. Bill Tracy, a spokesman for the Kroffts, said Post and Steadman arrived at the network’s studios in a limousine and promptly traversed a maze of corridors before finally presenting a tape of the pilot, dubbed “Electra Woman and Dyna Girl,” to network programming bosses. The network is scheduled to announce its fall lineup on May 15. “They were in their full costume with tights and red capes and a lot of surprised people,” said Tracy. Post, best known for her role in “Night Court,” plays a superhero who fights crime with teen-age sidekick, Dyna Girl, played by Steadman. The show is a remake of a 1976 series starring Deirdre Hall. Never-ending Issues The new agreement between the Writers Guild of America and the Producers Alliance has had an impact on the Residuals Bar in Studio City, a gathering place for local writers. Melissa Coury, a bartender there, says writers had been gathering more often at the bar in recent weeks to discuss the then-ongoing talks to hammer out an agreement between the writers and producers. “They’d been coming here pretty regularly and the talk’s been nothing but about the strike,” Coury said. With the strike ended and the run on domestic beer over, Coury says the crowds are still coming. “Now there’s a lot of loud talk about the contract,” she said. “I guess they still have issues.” Somebody Call Geraldo! The longtime safe of legendary studio mogul Jack Warner is proving so tough to open, the Army might be called in to crack it. Speculation abounds about the contents of the vault possibly wads of “mad” money stowed to lavish on Warner’s stable of stars, or box-office receipt information on some of yesteryear’s biggest films. The building’s current tenant, USC’s Entertainment Technology Center, is so curious about what is inside the safe that it plans to seek the help of a top-notch Army safecracker to finally pull the curtain on the mystery. There are doubts about what’s inside, however. Some say the notoriously tight-fisted-with-a-buck mogul would never have haphazardly left any cash inside when he sold the place, which is located in Hollywood at 6433 Hollywood Blvd.