Richard E. Grant on the set of Withnail & I, by Murray Close
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Oh My Darlin'
(via internetporn)
THIS FUCKING GAME.
The part where the snowmonster runs out and eats your mans was my first experience with debilitating anxiety.
YES. And also, what about when you would accidentally hit a rock and die? Or when the dog would come out and piss?
WHAT A GAME.
Nose putty and CD-R shards
+ Supracolour stippling
+ Aquacolour
+ blood
Ta da!
Step-By-Step (ish) photos of a rushed SFX makeup job for a photoshoot. Am I model material?
This is an accurate representation of my life.
Luke and I playing Gaga in the laundry. Thanks to Jessica for capturing this night of drunken insanity.
“We can record our love.”
“Gee whiz, Julie, there is so much about this that bothers me, I don’t even know how to separate them. Oh! Whoo! Here’s one for my wallet!”
Len Steckler, a former commercial fashion and beauty photographer who is now “about 80” and lives in Los Angeles, said on the afternoon Monroe visited, Sandburg had mentioned in a casual manner that they would soon have “a visitor.”
“Hours later I went to open the door and there I was face to face with Marilyn Monroe, and she looked more ravishing than on the screen,” he said. “She said ‘I am sorry I am late. I was at the hairdressers, matching my hair to Carl’s.’”
(New Photos of Marilyn Monroe up for Sale photo gallery - NYPOST.com)
