Bianca. 'Old hollywood, old hollywood and...old hollywood 24/7' is my motto

This is pretty much a vintage blawg ( sometimes I just forget about it). I really really luv tonssss of people nel, and a tiny little girl called myrna loy is my favorite thing in the universe, 99% of my heart, my angel and I rlyrly hope she knows that

' It is not length of life, but depth of life. It is not duration, but a taking of the soul out of time, as all high action of the mind does: when we are living in the sentiments we ask no questions about time'

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Myrna Loy in The Red Pony

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Myrna Loy 1944

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misshazelflagg:

Happy Birthday Laurence Kerr Olivier | 22 May 1907 – 11 July 1989

“Laurence Olivier swept me off my feet at one of those parties. A tremor ran through me when he took my hand and fixed those bottomless eyes on me. He actually sent shivers up my back - he’s one of the sexiest men I’ve ever met.”

Myrna Loy

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miriamhopkins:

We always used to celebrate together at the end of a picture. Clark insisted on it. Maybe we’d include the director, maybe not. It was just a kind of ritual that the two of us had. We would share a bottle of champagne while he read poetry to me, usually the sonnets of Shakespeare. He loved poetry, and read beautifully, with great sensitivity, but he wouldn’t dare let anyone else know it. He was afraid people would think him weak or effeminite and not the tough guy who liked to fish and hunt. I was the only one he trusted. He never wanted me to tell about this, and here I am giving him away, but I never mentioned it while he was alive.

miriamhopkins:

Happy Birthday Tyrone Power (May 5th 1914 – November 15th 1958)

“Ty Power was one of the nicest human beings I’ve ever known, a really divine man, perceptive and thoughtful. That happened to be a bad time for me [during the filming of The Rains Came]. There were problems at home, the beginnings of real trouble with my husband Arthur. I felt my world falling to pieces around me. I never discussed it with Ty - I didn’t know him that well then - but he sensed it and made it his business to cheer me up. When I came on the set one morning, he approached with a long-stemmed bird of paradise in a Coke bottle, bowing and making a grand gesture of presenting it to me. That typified the little things he would do. I’m sorry to report that we weren’t lovers, but close to it. I loved him, but he was married to that damn Frenchwoman”.- Myrna Loy

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George Sanders visits Myrna Loy on the set of The Thin Man Goes Home, 1945

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