Dreaming of... Thanksgiving With The Stars!

A little round-up of stars who collectively help me wish you a very Happy Thanksgiving!

The Hunters

Marilyn has the bird in her sights....

She looks downhearted, but I think 
she really let him get away.

Judy eyes her prey.

Jeanne Crain seems mighty at 
ease sharpening that hatchet.

Jean Arthur and Lillian Roth 
on the hunt for their meal.

My guess is Doris will let him 
go and bake tofu.

The Servers

Gwen Lee and Dorothy Sebastian 
share a wishbone

Judy does it all! She hunts and cooks!

Jimmy looks like an expert carver.

Ann Sheridan's portion
looks kind of big for just her.

Notice Joan's perfect manicure? 
I doubt if she stuffed that bird.

Some non-traditional Thanksgivings

Rudy Prefers pasta to turkey.

Leather shoe is Charlie's traditional meal

A Happy Thanksgiving to All!

Dreaming of... Waterloo Bridge....

"Waterloo Bridge" is such a romantic film, but if I were Vivien Leigh's Myra (with her face, of course), I'd do things a bit differently.

First of all, look at me:

This swan was dying to get out of ballet and into the big time.

Do you really think I'd have trouble finding work? However, let's go with the story.

Not really sure I would fall for him. Oh he's nice, but don't you think I could do better?

Still can't get over Myra. I should have known he was a mama's boy.

He's better, but I guess even in my dreams I can't have everything.

I would have run away to America with him and never looked back.

Okay, okay...back to "Waterloo Bridge"....

I would have enjoyed our romance, but I'm not sure he was worth getting fired from the ballet.

Anyway, I am pretty sure Kitty and I could have succeeded in the variety show after that old crow dismissed me.

In the event that I REALLY had to take up street walking to  survive, I would have come up with a better outfits and would not have looked so dour.

I wonder how many customers you get with this expression?

The fact that he can't figure out what I am doing at Waterloo Station should have been a clue that he's a bit of a dim bulb.

But, good thing he isn't too bright. He takes me home to mother and the rest of the stuffed-shirt family.

"Guess what, Mother? I'm alive and I just bunked into Myra
wandering around Waterloo Station. How lucky was that?"

Now, here's where we have to get things straight. NO WAY would I feel guilty about what I had to do to survive. And NO WAY would I have had a meltdown in from of Lady Marjorie.

No - I would NOT jump off that bridge. 

Instead, I would have faked my death, hopped a steamer to the USA and found my way out to Hollywood.

There a girl's past isn't held against her and, as I said before, look at me. 

Really now, wouldn't that have so much more fun?

Dreaming of... My Favorite Movie Vets

In honor of Veterans Day, I can't help dreaming about my favorite dreamy movie soldiers.

In no particular order, these soldiers all make my heart go pitter patter!

Charlie Chaplin

Chaplin is the hero doughboy of "Shoulder Arms"

Buster Keaton

One of the "Doughboys" in real life (thanks, Buster)

John Gilbert

The war vet of "The Big Parade"

James Cagney

The WWI hero of "The Roaring Twenties" who
returns home to find a different world

Dana Andrews

(with a little help from Fredric March 

and Harold Russell)

"The Best Years of Their Lives" - war was hell, coming home was harder

Tom Hanks

"Saving Private Ryan" - a man on honor on a mission of honor

Henry Fonda

"Mister Roberts" - battles are fought on many fronts

Jack Lemmon

"Mister Roberts" - Ensign Pulver! How long have you been on this ship?

William Holden

The anti-hero of "Stalag 17"

and, for his tireless service to our 
troops everywhere, Bob Hope

Thanks for the memories, Bob

To our real Vets, may the importance of your service never be forgotten♥

Dreaming of... Vertigo

I love this movie. It is one of my most favorite Hitchcocks. 

However, if I were Marjorie (Midge) Wood....

My inner voice told me not to get involved with Scottie.
Must learn to trust my inner voice.

I would seriously reconsider my relationship with Johnny-O ("call me Scottie") Ferguson.

Ripe for a disability case

I am an attractive woman.

Not Judy Barton, but not bad.

I have a great job drawing underwear and live in a great apartment with a fantastic view.

Scottie liked to look

Great place, isn't it?

I offer my man liquor upon entry.

I'm sophisticated and accommodating. What more can you ask for?

I have intelligent friends and I know everyone.

I introduce Scottie to "Pop" Liebel

I am up for adventure.

I'm fun!

I have a sense of humor.

I'm funny!

But, no, this is not enough for this jerk and I let it get to me.

"Stupid, stupid, stupid!"

He believes this cock-and-bull story by a murdering con man and his moll.

How lucky were Elster and Judy to find a
sap to buy into this clap-trap?

Okay, she is beautiful, but really. Mad Carlotta, visions, attempted suicide where her shoes don't even come off her feet??????

I admit - hard to resist.

Sure, she fell into the bay, nearly drowned
and kept her pumps on. Right. Some detective.

And it drives him nuts.

Why couldn't it have been me that drove him over the edge????

Maybe I'll get some contact lenses.....

Did I say I was intelligent? I admit that I still have much to work on and am on my way to therapy now!