Ginger Rogers’s eyes appreciation post.
Edwina : By the way, whose lipstick is it?
Barnaby: Oh, uh, what’s her names? Oxley’s secretary.
Edwina: Oh, you mean that little pin up girl? Very cute.
Barnaby: Sort of. But half infant.
Edwina: Not the half that’s visible.
Esther Dale, Ginger Rogers, Cary Grant and Hugh Marlowe in Monkey Business (1952).
Douglas Fairbanks Jr. and Ginger Rogers reunited on the set of The Love Boat (1979)
Cary Grant and Ginger Rogers at the Olympic Auditorium in Los Angeles, c. 1937 ~
Ginger Rogers plays some tennis
The Major and the Minor (1942)
Ginger Rogers and Ray Milland, The Major and the Minor (1942)
In recent years much inaccurate, biased and, alas, too often, vituperative copy has been written about Marlon Brando, Elizabeth Taylor, Frank Sinatra and Marilyn Monroe, and recently in the Letters to the Editor column of a magazine I came across this: “Sirs: To those who helped make Marilyn Monroe’s life happy, thank you and God bless you. To the ones, and you know who you are, who helped toward her destruction, there is nothing I as an individual can say.”
Makes you think?
It saddens and astonishes me that the very people who frenetically fight to acquire the luxuries of life, so obviously resent those who’ve already acquired them. It lurks behind their every word and action. But what man can stand another’s success if he feels that his own lack of it suffers by the comparison?
Well, it’s a free country. Everyone has a right to air his ignorance and dissatisfactions. Including me.