Saturday, June 6, 2009

Joan

Iron-clad in her self-regard, resplendent in a necklace that looks like an explosion in a pearl fishery, and apparently entirely unaware that her left bosom has started to drift off as if wanting to leave the room without her. And yet, against all odds, a star to reckon with, even here, even now.

(borrowed from the startingly comprehensive
Joan Crawford encyclopedia, The Best of Everything)

5 comments:

  1. Her hair is telling several stories, too. And in each one, Joan is the STAR.

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  2. What I like about these shots is that she looks so much like a lounge singer in a Midwestern hotel - as if things had gone very differently, and she was now a thrice-divorced resident of Kansas City who had once, briefly, been in pictures - "Appearing Nitely in the Camelot Room - Miss Billie Cassin!"

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  3. Are you sure her necklace isn't made of her dear adopted children's baby teeth?

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  4. Actually, it's made of Tina's molars. Full grown.

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