Wiglet-to-wiglet combat.
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Good Time Gal
"I looked over at Margaret, who was surrounded by five guys in a booth. There she was with the hair, the furs and the big gestures. I thought, 'Boy, now that's New York! That's glamour!' I had to meet her." - Jack Wrangler
MARGARET WHITING
July 22, 1924 - January 10, 2011
Oh, My!
We haven't forgotten about you, darlings; we've just been busy little bees, full of stings, making honey, day and night, night and day...
We'll be back shortly!
Joan Arden
Trivia time: In 1925, MGM teamed with Movie Weekly magazine to hold a contest, bestowing $1,000 upon the lucky reader who chose the perfect name to rechristen their latest starlet, Lucille LeSueur. But, there were multiple entries with the winning name: "Joan Arden." Rather than award multiple prizes, the thrifty Metro went with the second choice: "Joan Crawford."
Fine Feathered Friends
"To me, Joan Crawford’s screen portrayals are all one: a series of transparencies through which she projects her daydream –- herself –- a wonderful abused kid. On the screen, every ladylike effort is stretched by the memory of self-abasement; the salt of every tear is the salt of self-pity." - Louise Brooks
Wishes Do Come True
"Joan Crawford is a movie queen. I had never met one before. I know now what I don't want to be." - Mercedes McCambridge
You Mean, All This Time...?
"There is no need to hole up in an apartment and die alone. No. None. Poor Joan. I wish I could have liked her more." - Bette Davis
Rock Star
You would think that dear Joan Crawford would be the most likely to cast stones at Norma Shearer; but, as per usual, being married to the boss had its perks, and Irving Thalberg took care of that -- check out the sparkler on Norma's wedding ring finger. All the better for her to see with, as the acid-tongued British actress Mrs. Patrick Campbell once venomously cooed to her Riptide (1934) co-star, "...your beautiful, little, tiny, tiny eyes!"
Battle of the Bouffants
"I recall a specific evening, not long after [President Kennedy] was assasinated in Dallas, when Jayne and I were sharing a bottle of champagne. Depressed, she wanted to talk about the late President. He had once told her, she recalled, that her voice was very much like that of his wife Jackie. The idea seemed to deepen her depression. She'd felt insulted.
"'Can you imagine that?' she asked. I could, because she did. 'I don't sound like her,' Jayne complained. 'She doesn't sound like anything.'" - Jayne Mansfield's former press secretary, Raymond Strait
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