All right, my dear departed, that has been an awful lot of you-ness. I am starting to get snippy toward your weight in the alt text for the photos and I’d hate to muck up this nice little apology thing I’ve had going, so I think I am going to deem that my karmic debt has been paid. Let us merrily part ways. I’m sure I’ll see you around these parts again soon, but I am not ready to get heavily in to you and my feelings all the way just yet. See you on the other side of the rainbow.
This quote is often misattributed to Audrey Hepburn, but it was merely one of her favorite pieces of writing, to which she looked in developing her own personal life philosophy. I have a feeling she’d appreciate it if the following advice were properly credited to its original source, humorist and writer Sam Levenson.
For attractive lips, speak words of kindness.
For lovely eyes, seek out the good in people.
For a slim figure, share your food with the hungry.
For beautiful hair, let a child run his or her fingers through it once a day.
For poise, walk with the knowledge you’ll never walk alone.
People, even more than things, have to be restored, renewed, revived, reclaimed, and redeemed; Never throw out anybody.
Remember, If you ever need a helping hand, you’ll find one at the end of your arm.
As you grow older, you will discover that you have two hands, one for helping yourself, the other for helping others.
The beauty of a woman is not in the clothes she wears, the figure that she carries, or the way she combs her hair. The beauty of a woman must be seen from in her eyes, because that is the doorway to her heart, the place where love resides. –Sam Levenson
I will add only that I’ve been thinking about it and I believe that a real woman is a human who happens to be born female, and a true lady who has lived her life to the fullest can hope for no better than to be regarded and recorded as such. THE END.
On and frequently off the set of 1958’s bomb Green Mansions, helmed by her then-husband director Mel Ferrer and co-starring the unhappily closeted fag of our fathers Anthony Perkins of Psycho fame, Audrey had near her often a deer named Pippin. She called him “Ip,” rather than “Pip.” I don’t know why. I have never read an explanation. You would have to ask her. Anyway, in order for the deer to convincingly follow her character around during principal photography, she spent a great deal of time bonding with the animal and training it to stay with her. Here she is with Ip, shopping at Jax’s grocery.
And this shot shows them in her dressing room. She was very nervous about the film because from its inception it was receiving slander due to her casting (neopotism, capitalizing on her popularity, selling out the book’s character, etc). The movie Green Mansions called for Audrey to star as Rima, a wild girl raised in a Venezuelan jungle. Audiences believed her to be a refined born lady of style (they wrongly judged her to be British as well) and did not buy her classy self in the role, despite the attempts to muss her up. This is actually slightly unfair, as she at one time tried to make a grass pie for her (still living) family to live off of during World War II.
She had roughed it plenty, but I guess people looked at her trim little figure and her eloquent speech and assumed plenty of things which were unwarranted and ultimately detrimental to her confidence and career, until she found the courage to ditch that punk Ferrer (sorry Mel Ferrer fans) and began to strike out on her own two narrow feet. Those were candids: here is a publicity still done before the film’s release.
Brain-asplodin’ cuteness.
All these pictures came from photographer Bob Willoughby’s flickr photostream. He moved recently and was going through old stuff and he realized he was sitting on a pile of rare Audrey candids and stills. Cool beans, huh.
“I was born with an enormous need for affection, and a terrible need to give it.”
She first acquired the Yorkie during the shooting of Funny Face. Here she is with Mr. Famous, getting reassuring doggie kisses on the set of the ill-fated Green Mansions (more on that folklore later).
I think it is interesting that that quote came from the middle of her career; I believe by the end of her times on earth, she trended entirely toward the giving rather than even the barest needing of affection. I think that is really admirable, and maybe even one of the best examples we can hope to follow. To love contact with any and all people, and being involved positively with them so well, that you eventually evolve beyond your need to have your ego stroked in the slightest by these encounters: all your joy is bound up in helping others out. That is damned special indeedy, I do believe.
Holly Golightly: I’m like Cat here, a no-name slob. We belong to nobody, and nobody belongs to us. We don’t even belong to each other. —Breakfast at Tiffany’s (film)
Check out more of Adam’s rad comic artwork on his deviant art account, he is without a doubt totally the bestest in the westest. Mad ❤ for his Audrey as kitteh-lady interpretations. Not my favorite movie, but I have always liked that Holly has the sense to merely call him Cat and not try to shove a name down his throat. Yeah, yeah, the cat is symbolic, blah bloggety blah.
“I never thought I’d land in pictures with a face like mine.” –Audrey Hepburn
I like this picture because it is from early in her career and, because it is a publicity still and not directly from a film, she is not in the moment, she is herself, and unsure of that self. She looks uncomfortable and nervous. That tightness in her face, the taut posture. It makes her seem very awkward (and therefore more accessible than in most images) for a person whose grace is so iconic. A tremendous deal of pressure for a woman as young as she was, a survivor of German occupation and famine, to suddenly be starring opposite Fred Astaire, one of the world’s most famous entertainers at the time? Kind of makes you feel better about the weird moments of self-doubt that steal across your mind when you’re posing for work badges and the like, doesn’t it?
Audrey Hepburn, I am sorry that I adapted Alfred Hitchcock’s criticism of you yesterday when I called you the patron saint of anorexics. It was totally not okay of me to call you out like that. I don’t know what came over me and I heartily apologize.
You’re a special spirit, a fellow brunette and fellow guilty smoker, and I’ve always thought you had a certain style, and I’ve always bet you used to tap your collarbone when you were bored in line at the ladies’ just like me, and, well, long story short, I hope that we’re still cool. Sorry again.
I thought maybe today I will schedule some you-centric ghost posts to try to make it up to you (not that, from what I gather, you were much of a one for kowtowing and attention…but still). Okay?
Did I seriously insult Audrey Hepburn earlier today? I do believe I did. I officially declare tomorrow Audrey Hepburn Half-Day. She is too thin to merit a full one. Aw, crap, I did it again.
Welcome to Flashback Friday, because I’m actually not here at all, but rather on the road to Arcata with my Special K! Today’s Flashback is: Audrey Hepburn Half-Day, which was roughly six months ago.
Here’s how it all began:
“A ghost would crawl up my leg and have sex with me at an apartment a long time ago in Texas. I used to think it was my boyfriend, and one day I woke up and it wasn’t. I was freaked out about it, but then I was, like, well, you know what? He’s never hurt me and he just gave me some amazing sex, so I have no problem.” –Anna Nicole Smith
Perfectly reasonable.
I’m serious. She actually made a lot of sense to me. Like watching a modern live version of Sound and the Fury or something. A real Holly Golightly, as Tru originally envisioned her in the B @ T’s novel, not as the patron saint of anorexics brought to screen. Miss ya, Twinks. I hope Heaven is a wild party.
This just in: it is important to be cool and not lose it.
Got a whole lot of business to take care of today, followed by several all-girl celebrations of major life-changing events to attend, first for Sarah-fina and then divine Miss D. Won’t be posting much, most likely. Even if I’m home I’ll probably just be sitting here ghosting and flipping through music and pictures. I have to have alone time, I have to hide in my cave before seeing a lot of people like this in such a high pressure situation, even one of happiness. A lot of the time, I get flustered and awkward about a day like today, but I had some strangely sunny spots in this week and I’m actually feeling pretty good.
The main thing is not to lose my cool. Or, as I once told my dear old friendoh Mr. Richard “dik” Whitten when we were expressing concern about our very inebriated decision to take a trip to the movies, “It’s going to be great. We just have to maintain. Maintain.” Then I dropped my popcorn on the floor. Then when they gave me a new bucket I put mustard instead of butter on it. Confound the Irvine AMC and its baffling concessions! It happens!
Wish me luck and I will be taking tons of pictures.
All right, my dear departed, that has been an awful lot of you-ness. I am starting to get snippy toward your weight in the alt text for the photos and I’d hate to muck up this nice little apology thing I’ve had going, so I think I am going to deem that my karmic debt has been paid. Let us merrily part ways. I’m sure I’ll see you around these parts again soon, but I am not ready to get heavily in to you and my feelings all the way just yet. See you on the other side of the rainbow.
This quote is often misattributed to Audrey Hepburn, but it was merely one of her favorite pieces of writing, to which she looked in developing her own personal life philosophy. I have a feeling she’d appreciate it if the following advice were properly credited to its original source, humorist and writer Sam Levenson.
For attractive lips, speak words of kindness.
For lovely eyes, seek out the good in people.
For a slim figure, share your food with the hungry.
For beautiful hair, let a child run his or her fingers through it once a day.
For poise, walk with the knowledge you’ll never walk alone.
People, even more than things, have to be restored, renewed, revived, reclaimed, and redeemed; Never throw out anybody.
Remember, If you ever need a helping hand, you’ll find one at the end of your arm.
As you grow older, you will discover that you have two hands, one for helping yourself, the other for helping others.
The beauty of a woman is not in the clothes she wears, the figure that she carries, or the way she combs her hair. The beauty of a woman must be seen from in her eyes, because that is the doorway to her heart, the place where love resides. –Sam Levenson
I will add only that I’ve been thinking about it and I believe that a real woman is a human who happens to be born female, and a true lady who has lived her life to the fullest can hope for no better than to be regarded and recorded as such. THE END.
On and frequently off the set of 1958’s bomb Green Mansions, helmed by her then-husband director Mel Ferrer and co-starring the unhappily closeted fag of our fathers Anthony Perkins of Psycho fame, Audrey had near her often a deer named Pippin. She called him “Ip,” rather than “Pip.” I don’t know why. I have never read an explanation. You would have to ask her. Anyway, in order for the deer to convincingly follow her character around during principal photography, she spent a great deal of time bonding with the animal and training it to stay with her. Here she is with Ip, shopping at Jax’s grocery.
And this shot shows them in her dressing room. She was very nervous about the film because from its inception it was receiving slander due to her casting (neopotism, capitalizing on her popularity, selling out the book’s character, etc). The movie Green Mansions called for Audrey to star as Rima, a wild girl raised in a Venezuelan jungle. Audiences believed her to be a refined born lady of style (they wrongly judged her to be entirely British as well) and did not buy her classy self in the role, despite the attempts to muss her up. This is actually slightly unfair, as she at one time tried to make a grass pie for her (still living) family to live off of during World War II. More rare pictures and factoids about Audrey, Green Mansions, and the real story of her life after the jump
“I was born with an enormous need for affection, and a terrible need to give it.”
She first acquired the Yorkie during the shooting of Funny Face. Here she is with Mr. Famous, getting reassuring doggie kisses on the set of the ill-fated Green Mansions (more on that folklore later).
I think it is interesting that that quote came from the middle of her career; I believe by the end of her times on earth, she trended entirely toward the giving rather than even the barest needing of affection. I think that is really admirable, and maybe even one of the best examples we can hope to follow. To love contact with any and all people, and being involved positively with them so well, that you eventually evolve beyond your need to have your ego stroked in the slightest by these encounters: all your joy is bound up in helping others out. That is damned special indeedy, I do believe.
Holly Golightly: I’m like Cat here, a no-name slob. We belong to nobody, and nobody belongs to us. We don’t even belong to each other. —Breakfast at Tiffany’s (film)
Check out more of Adam’s rad comic artwork on his deviant art account, he is without a doubt totally the bestest in the westest. Mad ❤ for his Audrey as kitteh-lady interpretations. Not my favorite movie, but I have always liked that Holly has the sense to merely call him Cat and not try to shove a name down his throat. Yeah, yeah, the cat is symbolic, blah bloggety blah.
I am completely undeterred in my plan to bus and hoof it all weekend. Bring it on, water cycle; I got a kickass red umbrella which I have been trying to lose and grieve over for practically forever! (It’s so unlike me to actually hold on to something that I love so well that this streak of keeping track of my red umbrella is beginning to freak me out.)
This weather is just the excuse I’ve been waiting for to finally bust out my ruby slipper chux. Last night I dreamt briefly that I had a Holga (in actuality I have a diana f+) and I was futilely attempting to take pictures of a rainbow, but I kept jacking it up I was sure, and I said in the dream to my friend that the problem with Lomo was that I could not tell how the pictures came out until they were developed, but that at the same time I loved that. Now I know why I dreamt of rainbows: it’s raining today! So let’s do this!
“I never thought I’d land in pictures with a face like mine.” –Audrey Hepburn
I like this picture because it is from early in her career and, because it is a publicity still and not directly from a film, she is not in the moment, she is herself, and unsure of that self. She looks uncomfortable and nervous. That tightness in her face, the taut posture. It makes her seem very awkward (and therefore more accessible than in most images) for a person whose grace is so iconic. A tremendous deal of pressure for a woman as young as she was, a survivor of German occupation and famine, to suddenly be starring opposite Fred Astaire, one of the world’s most famous entertainers at the time? Kind of makes you feel better about the weird moments of self-doubt that steal across your mind when you’re posing for work badges and the like, doesn’t it?
Audrey Hepburn, I am sorry that I adapted Alfred Hitchcock’s criticism of you yesterday when I called you the patron saint of anorexics. It was totally not okay of me to call you out like that. I don’t know what came over me and I heartily apologize.
You’re a special spirit, a fellow brunette and fellow guilty smoker, and I’ve always thought you had a certain style, and I’ve always bet you used to tap your collarbone when you were bored in line at the ladies’ just like me, and, well, long story short, I hope that we’re still cool. Sorry again.
I thought maybe today I will schedule some you-centric ghost posts to try to make it up to you (not that, from what I gather, you were much of a one for kowtowing and attention…but still). Okay?
Did I seriously insult Audrey Hepburn earlier today? I do believe I did. I officially declare tomorrow Audrey Hepburn Half-Day. She is too thin to merit a full one. Aw, crap, I did it again.
“A ghost would crawl up my leg and have sex with me at an apartment a long time ago in Texas. I used to think it was my boyfriend, and one day I woke up and it wasn’t. I was freaked out about it, but then I was, like, well, you know what? He’s never hurt me and he just gave me some amazing sex, so I have no problem.” –Anna Nicole Smith
Perfectly reasonable.
I’m serious. She actually made a lot of sense to me. Like watching a modern live version of Sound and the Fury or something. A real Holly Golightly, as Tru originally envisioned her in the B @ T’s novel, not as the patron saint of anorexics brought to screen. Miss ya, Twinks. I hope Heaven is a wild party.
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