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“I’ll never forget the day Marilyn and I were walking around New York City, just having a stroll on a nice day. She loved New York because no one bothered her there like they did in Hollywood, she could put on her plain-jane clothes and no one would notice her. She loved that. So as we we’re walking down Broadway, she turns to me and says ‘Do you want to see me become her?’ I didn’t know what she meant but I just said ‘Yes’- and then I saw it. I don’t know how to explain what she did because it was so very subtle, but she turned something on within herself that was almost like magic. And suddenly cars were slowing and people were turning their heads and stopping to stare. They were recognizing that this was Marilyn Monroe as if she pulled off a mask or something, even though a second ago nobody noticed her. I had never seen anything like it before.”
- Amy Greene, wife of Marilyn’s personal photographer Milton Greene
Just went off on a friend for no good reason and then hung up on her. I’m such a brat.
I just get so annoyed when people go on and on about themselves and their lives. I get needing to vent, but not even a ‘how are you?’ ‘How was your day?’ Or they ask that, and before you have a chance to answer… They’re back to themselves.
Trust me, I’ve been guilty of this, but I have A LOT on my mind right now, and it would be nice to share that with someone. Instead… Like always… I gotta bottle it up and figure it out on my own.