Showing posts with label Lucille Ball. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Lucille Ball. Show all posts
Blonde Alley
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1950s,
1970s,
Ann-Margret,
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Debbie Reynolds,
Elizabeth Taylor,
glamour,
hair,
hats,
Kay Francis,
Lucille Ball,
wigs
Skirts Ahoy
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1920s,
1930s,
1940s,
Adrian,
fashion,
Fay Wray,
Gladys George,
hats,
headdresses,
Irene,
Joan Crawford,
Lucille Ball,
Norma Shearer
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"She was drunk. She showed up at ten o'clock in the morning for the first read-through, and she was bombed. She was drinking straight vodka from this silver flask, and she was drinking it in front of the kids. She was saying all the words, but it was like she was a robot. About lunchtime, Joan passed out cold, and that did it. As soon as she woke up, I fired her." - Lucille Ball on Joan Crawford
Labels:
1930s,
1970s,
Adrian,
fashion,
glamour,
Joan Crawford,
Lucille Ball,
Mame,
The Women,
Theadora Van Runkle,
wigs
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