I grew up loving the old Hollywood classics. Not only did I adore the comedic movies of Doris Day, Rock Hudson, The Three Stooges, Laurel and Hardy, and so many others, both for the romantic comedy and the slapstick comedy, but I also adored the Hollywood glamour days of old. It fueled and still does fuel my romantic imagination…that imagination that helps create my love stories. I grew up wanting to BE Doris Day from Pillow Talk, to have the mystic and grace of Audrey Hepburn and Leslie Caron. To wish I had that va-va-voom of Marilyn Monroe. I was mesmerized by Elizabeth Taylor’s eyes and Vivian Leigh’s Scarlet O’Hara. I wanted to be on a pirate ship with Errol Flynn!
We lost one of the few living legends today. Elizabeth Taylor, known for her violet colored eyes and sweet smile as well as her many marriages and health problems, has died. She was only 79, but had truly suffered many health problems most of her life. She died of congestive heart failure; I lost my own father to congestive heart failure. He had been 77.
In her lifetime she won three Academy Awards in a career that spanned decades. I remember her in National Velvet, I read about her and her marriages to Richard Burton (and a few others) when I was a kid (in the Photoplay magazines in my grandmother’s beauty salon), I marveled at her grace in the White Diamonds commercials and I watched as she suffered through so many illnesses.
Elizabeth Taylor, Rock Hudson, Errol Flynn, Clark Gable, Jean Harlow, Greta Garbo, Bette Davis, Audrey Hepburn, Henry Fonda, Mary Pickford, Marilyn Monroe, Jane Russell, John Wayne, Vivian Leigh, James Dean, John Barrymore…just a few of the old Hollywood movie stars I loved to watch. A time and class all their own. For me, they have and will continue to come alive on the screen and mesmerize me. They helped create my vivid imagination…and love of romances.
To Dame Elizabeth Taylor’s children, my prayers are with you,