June 20th, 1976, backstage at the Uris Theater in New York: Elizabeth Taylor and Jacqueline Kennedy bumped into each other on their way to visit their mutual friend, legendary ballerina Margot Fonteyn.
Brooks Brothers, 1932 (via pretty-littlethoughts)
Beloved, my Beloved, when I think
That thou wast in the world a year ago,
What time I sate alone here in the snow
And saw no footprint, heard the silence sink
No moment at thy voice … but, link by link,
Went counting all my chains, as if that so
They never could fall off at any blow
Struck by thy possible hand … why, thus I drink
Of life’s great cup of wonder! Wonderful,
Never to feel thee thrill the day or night
With personal act or speech,—nor ever cull
Some prescience of thee with the blossoms white
Thou sawest growing! Atheists are as dull,
Who cannot guess God’s presence out of sight
"Beloved, my Beloved" (Sonnet 20)
by: Elizabeth Barrett Browning
Finally, brothers and sisters, whatever is true, whatever is noble, whatever is right, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is admirable—if anything is excellent or praiseworthy—think about such things.
Favorite Astaire/Rogers Dances:
Smoke Gets in Your Eyes; Roberta (1935) The “Smoke Gets in Your Eyes” dance is performed near the end of Roberta, and it has come to personify all that Astaire and Rogers are remembered for today - elegant costumes, polished floors, and romantic chemistry. It was the first romantic dance Astaire choreographed completely by himself, to dance with Rogers. Their chemistry is apparent in this number. Near the beginning, Astaire looks as if he is about to place her hand on her shoulder, but he catches himself on time, knowing that it would spoil the effect of the dance. Instead, he balls his hand up into a fist and keeps dancing. It also features the first of Rogers’ famous supported backbends. After the backbend, she rests her head on his shoulder and he places his hand on her head. It finishes with the two of them walking out together, arms linked.
Grace Kelly photographed by Philippe Halsman for LIFE Magazine, 1955.