the first time i saw Anjelica Huston in a film was when she played Morticia in Addams Family. i was probably around 9 or 10 years old and just fell completely in love with her. she was the first woman in whom i recognised what sex appeal was – in a cool, understated, knowing way that wasn’t garish. which i suppose is a pretty significant moment for a kid on the cusp of learning about all that stuff and would become my benchmark of what sex appeal should be. some say she has a femme fatale quality about her but personally i think the term gentlewoman applies perfectly to Anjelica (that might be the influence of all those Wes Anderson characters talking). a gentlewoman femme fatale… perhaps.
i fell in love this weekend… with a tumblr. look, vintage tumblrs are a dime a dozen – and i don’t have the patience to follow any of the ones i’ve come across. until now. nineteen eighty is a perfectly curated vintage feast that strikes a nice balance between golden hollywood stars and french new wave it-girls.
i’m going to come right out and say it, there was a time when i listened to barbra streisand’s rendition of memory so many times i think my ipod almost exploded. oh my goodness, i love her.
i know i know i know, marilyn monroe? i mean – could i be any more obvious? (imagine that said in a chandler voice) … but it’s hard to fathom how many photos were taken of her, and how many new ones i seem to discover almost daily. ah well, i thought i may as well share. all images from laura loveday
if you peruse celeb blogs you might have noticed that the cannes film festival was on and ended a couple of days ago (see my favourite fashion picks if you like). these are photos from cannes in 1962…
i watched yes man a couple of days ago and the highly amusing new zealand actor rhys darby (of flight of the conchords) reminded me so much of michael caine, i think i mentioned it every time he was on screen. then i saw this awesome playboy pictorial featuring caine from back in the day, but beware – it has lots of boobs in it (nice boobs, though – much better than the fakies in playboy now a days)