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NOBODY’S PERFECT – NOT SUCH A THROWAWAY LINE
Published January 25, 2022

NOBODY’S PERFECT – NOT SUCH A THROWAWAY LINE

Barbara Diamond, the wife of I.A.L Diamond (Billy Wilder’s writing partner for ‘Some Like It Hot’ and other Hollywood classics) said this about THAT famous last line in the iconic 1950’s comedy:

“One of the results of the way they worked is that it was impossible for them to seperate one person’s work from the other. They honestly didn’t know who had written particular scenes or individual lines, and truthfully, they didn’t much care.
The one line that they did know about turned out to be the one that everyone asks about, “Nobody’s perfect.” When asked, Billy always said that it was a throwaway line of Mr Diamond’s and they had hoped overnight they would think of something better, and Iz never contradicted him. However, I have a different version of it. I wrote the scene the day before it was shot and left a copy here with me while he took it over to Billy. When he came back and asked me what I thought, I told him it was a great scene but the last line was weak. He said, “That’s what Billy thinks and you’re both wrong,’ and proceeded to tell me why.

First of all, audiences love being able to anticipate a joke. The dimmest members of the audience know that Jack’s last line is going to be “I’m a man,” and they are bracing themselves for the explosive reaction. Therefore the only way to surprise them is to have no explosion, and the flatter the line the better.
The laugh comes from the structure of the scene, not the particular line. Would ‘never mind’ have gotten as big a laugh as ‘nobody’s perfect?’ quite possibly.

One reason why Billy called it a throwaway line was because it had briefly been in the scene where Tony is explaining to Jack why he can’t marry Osgood and was taken out because it stepped on another joke. I don’t imagine it gets as big a laugh now as it used to, the element of surprise is gone.
Iz loved that scene. When we were all on a European publicity tour for the picture he used to sneak into the theatre to watch the last few minutes, just so that he could hear that roar of sheer delight as Daphne and Osgood sail into the sunset.
I don’t think he ever really thought of it as a throwaway.”

I.A.L (Iz) Diamond and Billy Wilder
Published January 17, 2022

ARTICLE: MARILYN MONROE – WOLVES I HAVE KNOWN

Marilyn Monroe – Wolves I Have Known
By Marilyn Monroe, as told by Florabel Muir,

“They say I’m whistle bait, could be, but I’m forever meeting guys who don’t stop at a whistle. I’ve learned to handle them all.”

“First I want to say that this would be a very uninteresting world if there weren’t any wolves, but a girl has to learn how to handle them, or she’ll run into a bushel of trouble. There are many types of wolves. Some are sinister, others are just good-time Charlies, trying to get something for nothing and others make a game of it. This last type is the most interesting.

The first real wolf I encountered should have been ashamed of himself, because he was trying to take advantage of a mere kid. That’s all I was and I wasn’t suspicious of him at all when he stopped his car at a corner and started to talk to me.
He looked at me all over and then came up with that famous line: “You ought to be in pictures.” That was the first time I’d ever heard it, so it didn’t sound corny to me.
He told me he had an office at the Goldwyn Studio and said why didn’t I come and see him and he would get me a screen test. It sounded pretty good to me, as I was crazy to get into the movies.
I was modelling at that time and I asked the people who ran the agency where I got my jobs what they thought of his offer. The manager called the studio, but was never able to get in touch with my would-be benefactor. However, the wolf called the agency and I made an appointment to go to his office on Saturday afternoon.
I didn’t know then that the producers and other movie officials don’t make Saturday afternoon appointments. I found that out later. I also found out that he really didn’t have any connection with the Goldwyn Studio, but had borrowed a friends office.
He was fat and jovial and of course drove a Cadillac. He gave me a script to read and told me how to pose while reading it. All the poses had to be reclining, although the words I was reading didn’t seem to call for that position.
Even as naïve as I was then, I soon figured out that this wasn’t the way to get a job in movies. He was getting sillier by the minute and I maneuvered towards the door and made a hasty exit.

The next wolf I met was in Policeman’s clothing. Now if you can’t trust an officer of the Law, then whom can you trust? At least that was how I felt one December evening when I stopped in at a little Hamburger joint on Hollywood Boulevard to have my dinner. I had a $50 check I got for modelling and I thought that I could have it cashed at the place, but they didn’t have that much money on hand.
The Policeman was having a coffee at the counter and offered to take me across the street to a clothing store and get it cashed. I thought he was very kind to make this offer and thanked him for his enthusiasm. I wrote my address on the check and I guess he must have made a note of it.
A few nights later when I was all alone at my home in Burbank. The people I was staying with had gone to the beach for the weekend. About 2am I heard someone prowling around the window.
I was scared silly. I got up and tiptoed around to the window and I could see that a man was trying to cut the screen. I ran out the front door and over to the neighbors. They called the police, but when they got there, the man was gone. I asked them to stick around the house for a little while for fear he would come back and sure enough he did. They caught him at the window again.
When they brought him in the house, I saw that his face was familiar. I told the Burbank Policaman that I thought I knew him. I said I thought he was a Policeman. They found his badge and identification in his pocket and he admitted he had met me and thought he would come and call on me.
They told him he was rushing it a little and that when a gent called on a girl, he ought to ring the front doorbell. They took him to jail and he doesn’t wear a badge anymore.

When I was modelling, I did mostly play clothes and bathing suits. I used to meet a lot of wolves among the buyers who wanted to take me to dinner and give me trinkets, but I always told them the agency people were very strict and wouldn’t let me go out with anyone I met during business hours.
I didn’t have much trouble brushing them off. I found out that in those days if I just looked sort of stupid and just pretended I didn’t know what they were talking about, they soon gave up in disgust.
If you are born with what the world calls sex appeal, you can either let it wreck you, or you can use it to your advantage in the tough show business struggle and it isn’t always easy to pick the right route.
For instance, there was a day when I woke up and I didn’t have a nickel to make a telephone call. I had a small part in a Marx Brothers picture called ‘Love Happy,’ finished in September 1949 and I thought I was on my way to success. But nothing else came until the following spring, when MGM hired me to play in ‘The Asphalt Jungle.’ Meanwhile, money was scarcer to me than Hen’s teeth.
It was at this very low ebb in my life that I got a telephone call from a man who said he’d seen me working on the set of ‘Love Happy’ and was quite impressed with me. I didn’t remember seeing him, but I guess he was there alright as he told me about a scene he saw me do. I wondered what he wanted with me and I soon found out. He said he was a married man, but that he and his wife didn’t see much of one another and so he was lonely for feminine companionship. Wouldn’t I like to go around with him when he made his trips into Los Angeles? He said he would make it worth my while. He said he’d give me a Cadillac, or money, or whichever I preferred.
Money! And I didn’t have a nickel!
For a dizzy second, I had visions of being able to pay my rent, but as he went on giving me the details of what he expected me to do, my visions vanished. He was brutally frank and all I could think of to say was that he shouldn’t talk that way over a public telephone. I didn’t realise how silly that sounded until I hung up and then I started to laugh.
That was the day I called up a photographer friend and his wife who had been coaxing me for weeks to pose for a nude calendar they had an order to do. I decided I would be safer with them than with some rich old guy who might catch me at a weak moment when I was hungry and didn’t have enough to buy a square meal. Of course, they told me they would camouflage my face and that nobody would know I ever posed for them, but it turned out everyone did a year later or so.

One afternoon a girl friend phoned me and asked me if I would do her a favour and go on a date with a man she knew who was very, very nice. I foolishly agreed and went with this fellow to the Ocean House in Santa Monica. There were two other couples in the party and we all went swimming. While we were sitting around on the sand, this fellow I was with kept poking his finger into the flesh on my leg and telling me how he liked girls on whom you could feel the bone. This was a strange approach and it made me feel uneasy.
He had dark piercing eyes that seemed to go right through me and I had began thinking up excuses to leave. I finally told him if he liked my bones so much, I’d have an x-ray picture made up for him, but he didn’t think that was funny and moved away from me. He told me just before I left that he didn’t like girls with brains, and I told him that was the finest compliment I had ever had.

An important Hollywood composer gave me quite a whirl one time and he thought he could get me off base by playing his songs for my ears alone. He cornered me at a party one night and asked me to sit on the piano bench with him while he played his latest song. He said he had written it while thinking of me.
As he sang and played, he kept moving closer and I kept moving away until I was sitting on the edge of the bench. I got out of that one quickly and he was never able to corner me again. But he kept on singing to me whenever I met him and sending me love verses he made up.

There was then the man about town who kept telling me about his wonderful cook and how she prepared much better food than you could find in Romanoff’s.
I didn’t see through this little plot until I accepted a dinner invitation at his home one night and I found out that he didn’t even have a cook. All the food was sent in from LaRue’s.
I developed a violent headache and lost my appetite. He suggested I lie down for a little while and offered me some aspirin, but I told him I had to go home and call my Doctor because I was on a special diet for such headaches.
I learned that this talk for such fine cooks at home is used quite often around Hollywood. This is a switch from the old line about coming up to see my etchings. I had similar invitations, but needless to say, I never fell for the same gag again.

The things a gal has to think up to outwit these predatory males!

Girls in every walk of life have to take great care that they don’t find themselves just another scalp on some man’s belt. But in Hollywood, we have to work overtime to outwit the wolves. That’s because wolves of all varieties come from far and near to snare the Little Red Riding Hood’s of the movies.

Once you’re fairly well established as a film actress, it’s open season on you. I thought it was bad enough when I was just a little girl on the outside looking into the studio gates, but that, I’ve learned since, was easy by comparison.
The men I met in those days who’s line was “you ought to be in the movies” were crude amatuers compared to the ones I met after my name began to appear in movies columns and fan magazines.
For instance, there was this screen writer who’s approach was strictly mental at first. He talked to me about my career and gave me books to read. He warned me not to be seen in night clubs too often and not to ever go out with playboys. He was like a brother to me and that’s how I felt about him because he seemed quite old to me and besides he was married.
That brother act is quite a routine when an intelligent man plays it. However I soon found out there isn’t any such thing as brotherly interest. One night, my big self-styled brother called me and said he had some fine steaks and would like to come over and cook dinner.
I asked him if he was going to bring his wife and he laughed heartily and he told me I was some little joker. I told him another big brother had asked me to dine at Romanoff’s and that I thought it was safer than his proposition. He lost interest in me from then on.

Then there are the Hollywood parties where carfree wolves think they have to howl. If you can get through one of them without having to put some too ardent swain in his place you’re lucky. A director famous for his roving eye picked on me one night at a party and he couldn’t believe I was in earnest when I gave him the brush. He followed me upstairs when I went to get my wrap and trapped me when he pulled the door shut on my foot.
I managed to get loose and ran into another room. Shut out, he pounded on the door and pleaded that he just wanted to talk with me. I found a magazine and sat quietly reading while he roared. After a while, he left.
Later when I went back downstairs, I saw another fellow bop him on the nose for flirting with his wife. And you know, it’s a funny thing, I’ve met the fellow several times since and he told me respected me for not letting him get fresh. He told me that any girl who wanted to get anywhere in the film business has to hold herself aloof.

Then there are very eligible bachelors who are in such constant demand as escorts that they become their own most ardent fans. They imagine any girl will do wingdings to get a chance to go out with them.
One of those characters telephoned me one night and said he would be over in ten minutes. I didn’t squeal with delight or anything. I just said “Oh yeah?” He said “What’s the matter? Don’t you want to see me?” I said not particularly and how did he get the idea that I did?
Then he went into his line about he’d been thinking about me ever since he’d met me the night before and that he couldn’t get me out of his mind.
“I’ve always gone for blondes with brown eyes,” he explained “I fall quick when I meet one. That’s why I can’t wait to see you again, so I’ll be right over.”
I told him not to come because he was going to be very disappointed on account of I didn’t have brown eyes and that he ought to look closer next time he saw me.

I had an experience with a fatherly type too. This man was an actors agent and he wanted to protect me from wolves by giving me $50 a week to live on until I could get established. I was pretty broke at the time and a steady income was tempting. However I didn’t want to be under too much obligation so I told him I would borrow the money. He said ok. I insisted on signing promissory notes for the first two installments and he took it as a great big joke.
He put the notes in a frame and hung them on the wall in his office. I told him I didn’t appreciate his letting everyone know I was in debt to him.
“I want all guys around town to know you belong to me” he said with a suggestive smile.
This didn’t seem to me to be a true fatherly interest, so I didn’t borrow any more from him. As soon as I could, I paid him back. I had quite an argument getting the notes and had to threaten to see a lawyer.

Whether a girl survives among a pack of wolves is entirely on her. If she is trying to get something for nothing, she often ends up giving more than she bargained for. If she plays the game straight, she can usually avert unpleasant situations and she gains the respect for even the wolves.”

Typed and transcribed by Lorraine for Marilyn Remembered.

Published January 15, 2022

MARILYN IN “YOURS RETRO”

Marilyn features in this months “Yours Retro” Magazine in an article about “All About Eve.”


Marilyn also features in a small segment about train scenes in films.

Check out their website for more information and back issues here:https://www.yoursretro.co.uk/
Published January 14, 2022

REMEMBERING BERNICE BAKER MIRACLE

“My sister was a very hard working person.  She was very beautiful.. sweet and wonderful to everybody.  She loved people, she loved animals and she was very serious about her work.”
~ Berniece Baker Miracle, speaking about her sister Marilyn.

Marilyn Remembered is deeply saddened to learn of the passing of Bernice Baker Miracle, Marilyn’s sister, back in 2014.  Although it was believed that Miracle was alive and well, news spread through the Marilyn fan community on January 14th 2022 that she had indeed passed away on May 25th 2014, aged 94.  She now rests eternally beside her husband Paris in Pineville Cemetery Kentucky.
Our love and thoughts are with the family and we shall forever more ‘hold a good thought’ for Bernice.  Rest in peace.

 

Photo taken from ‘Find A Grave’ uploaded by “Jc-roadrunner.’

 

 

“The Marilyn Encyclopedia”:

Bernice Inez Gladys Baker was born to Jack and Gladys Baker on July 30th 1919 — seven years before the birth of Norma Jeane Mortenson.  Father Jack Baker took Berniece and her brother Jack to Kentucky with him in 1923 after divorcing Marilyn’s mother.

Accounts conflict about how much contact there was between the half sisters over the years.  During Norma Jeane’s upbringing, Berniece lived with her father in Kentucky.  Marilyn told earlier biographer Maurice Zolotow, “I have never seen my half sister.  We have nothing in common.  She is married to an airplane engineer.  I am not sure where he lives.  It’s in Florida, Clearwater or St Petersburg.”  Biographer Donald Spoto mentions Norma Jeane briefly visiting her half sister in Tennessee in the summer of 1944.  Fred Lawrence Guiles writes that the half sisters met up several times during the fifties and Marilyn had occassion to introduce Mrs Miracle to Joe DiMaggio.

In 1961 Bernice accompanied Marilyn to Arthur Miller’s country home in Roxbury, where Marilyn had lived to pick up the last of her things.  They were in touch with some regularity in the last years of Marilyn’s life and Marilyn visited her sister then living in Gainesville, during her 1961 trip to Florida.

Berniece was contacted following Marilyn’s death and with Joe DiMaggio she helped arrange her funeral.  Marilyn left $10,000 to her half sister in her final will.  In 1967 Bernice took over the care of their mother Gladys Baker, who went to live with her.

Bernice’s 1994 book “My Sister Marilyn” sheds light on Marilyn’s early life and last years.  It includes rare family photographs and a number of previously published letters and anecdotes of some of their times spent together such as this:

“One night Marilyn was exhausted and said “Do you want to roll up my hair for me?” She showed me how, but I didn’t get it quite right. The rolls I made were smaller than her own usual ones.

We loved to talk about hair and clothes and makeup. Marilyn got a kick out of making up my face for me and showed me how to play down darker shade to make cheeks look more hollow, or a lighter shade on a thin lip to make it look fuller. She was an artist with colours on her own face. She told me to be sure to make myself some little eyebrows — drawn on a little feather line down each temple where my eyebrows are sparce. She drew those on me, and then did my eyes and my rouge and my lips, and after she finished we went to the mirror and cracked up laughing at the stranger she had turned me into.”

To pick up your copy of “My Sister Marilyn” head here: https://www.amazon.co.uk/My-Sister-Marilyn-Memoir-Monroe/dp/0595276717

 

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    ❤️The ICONIC and unforgettable "Diamonds Are A ❤️The ICONIC and unforgettable "Diamonds Are A Girls Best Friend" musical number from "Gentlemen Prefer Blondes" started filming 70 years ago this week!❤️

George Chakiris, Oscar Winning Actor, was a background dancer for the number, recalled these memories of filming the legendary musical number:

“One of my favorite credits is to say that I worked behind Marilyn Monroe and I love saying that.” George remembers fondly, “ She was phenomenal. She only about twenty six when she made that film but Marilyn was an actress who was deeply concerned about her work and was very conscientious. Let me give you an example of her professionalism: If there ever was a cut for any reason, she never went back to her trailer to check her makeup. She’d be there on her starting mark and ready for the next shot."

"Jack Cole was clearly Marilyn's favourite choreographer.  She loved him and he was absolutely perfect for her.  He was one of the great choreographers not only for film but for the stage as well, and for the musical numbers he took over the direction.  The work was very demanding and he was very demanding. 

We rehearsed three weeks or more for the 'Diamonds' sequence, and it took three days to shoot.  The last day they went overtime, because Jack had to go back to New York to do a show, so instead of working until 6pm, I believe we worked up until 9pm, and then Jack raced off to the airport.."
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    ⭐️HAPPY BIRTHDAY CLARK GABLE!⭐️ Happy bir ⭐️HAPPY BIRTHDAY CLARK GABLE!⭐️

Happy birthday to the one and only King of Hollywood, Clark Gable on what would have been his 122nd birthday.

Marilyn spoke about her time working with Gable on the set of The Misfits:
“The place was full of so-called men, but Clark was the only one who brought a chair for me between takes. He never got angry with me once for blowing a line or being late or anything — he was a gentlemen. The best.”

Gable was equally as complimentary about Marilyn, he once said:
"Marilyn is a kind of ultimate.  She is uniquely feminine.  Everything she does is different, strange and exciting, from the way she talks to the way she uses that magnificent torso.  She makes a man proud to be a man.”

After Clark’s death on Novemeber 16th, 1960, Marilyn was quoted as saying:
“Clark Gable was one of the finest men I ever met. He was one of the most decent human beings anyone could have encountered anywhere. He was an excellent guy to work with. Knowing him and working with him was a great personal joy. I send all my love to and deepest sympathy to his wife, Kay.”

Happy Birthday Clark, forever the King of Hollywood.
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    Happy Heavenly Birthday David Wayne! (January 30th Happy Heavenly Birthday David Wayne! (January 30th 1914 - 9th February 1995.)

David Wayne was an American stage and screen actor with a career spanning over 50 years.  Marilyn fans will recognise him as being her most frequent co-star, sharing the billing with Marilyn in no less than 4 of her movies: 
"As Young As You Feel"
"We're Not Married!"
"O Henry's Full House"
"How To Marry A Millionaire"

With little or no screen time shared in "As Young As You Feel" and "O Henry's Full House," they were on screen lovers in "We're Not Married!" and "How To Marry A Millionaire."

Wayne was quoted as saying (on her performance in "How To Marry A Millionaire")
"Negulesco (the Director) was very good with her and handled her beautifully.  Of course she was always late, but I don't think either Betty Grable or Lauren Bacall minded her.  They were tough old pros and knew their business.  There again, I also recall Marilyn being quite capable in her scenes with the other two girls.  I wasn't necessarily in the scene with them, but I'd sit next to Negulesco and watch the three of them work and by that time I thought that Marilyn had got a little technique under her belt."

Happy birthday David! 😃
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George spoke about his time photographing Marilyn on the set of the "Seven Year Itch" in 1954 and recalled this:

“Finally when they started filming, (Joe ) DiMaggio walked right off the set, right in the middle of the film shoot, right in front of the camera, everything stopped... And that's where I had my favourite photograph of serious Marilyn, she just stopped.  And the light is just coming down, light, light, light, light right on top of her head and it's all black except for her.  It was a heavy moment.”

Quote taken from the fantastic documentary: "Marilyn: Still Life."
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With the sad news of Mr Zimbel's passing, let's show love for some of his stunning photographs of Marilyn, taken on the night of September 1954 in New York, whilst the filming of the famous 'upskirt' scene from "The Seven Year Itch" was taking place.

For more photos, check out his website:

https://georgezimbel.com/
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Marilyn Monroe enjoyed a good working relationship with her co-stars, in particular with her leading man, Joseph Cotten: 

“I enjoyed her company. I enjoyed working with her,” Cotten said  about working with Marilyn Monroe in her first starring role. He said  she had an appetite for laughter and was aware of her sense of humor  describing her as a “pretty clown.  Cotten recalls hearing about her  death and receiving a phone call from the Associated Press for a  comment. “At first I was sure it had to be an accident. Such buoyancy  of spirit, such sparkling anticipation, such a happy and comic attitude  would deny support to any theory,” he wrote. “But she had such moments  of fear and insecurity….As to all the other furtive theories-cover-up,  murder, etc. – I have no knowledge or interest in such sordidness. I  knew and acted with Marilyn Monroe. I am proud of having that  privilege.”
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"Do you walk in real life the way you do in 'Niagara?' "

Marilyn: "I never think about the way I walk.  But since I was playing a certain type of girl in the picture who was not myself, and since the way I walked helped emphasize her, I walked as I did.
I'm sure my real-life walk is not exactly the same."
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