don't forget..
forget about the days when its been cloudy...but don’t forget your hours in the sunforget about mistakes that you can't change now...but don’t forget the lessons that you’ve learned
forget about the times you’ve been defeated...but don’t forget the victories you’ve won
forget about misfortunes you encounter...but don’t forget the times your luck has turned
forget about the days when you’ve been lonely...but don’t forget the friendly smiles you’ve seen
forget about the plans that didn’t seem to work out right..but don’t forget to always have a dream..
Marilyn Monroe
Marilyn Monroe personified Hollywood glamour with an unparalleled glow and energy that enamored the world. Although she was an alluring beauty with voluptuous curves and a generous pout, Marilyn was more than a '50s sex goddess. Her apparent vulnerability and innocence, in combination with an innate sensuality, has endeared her to the global consciousness. She dominated the age of movie stars to become, without question, the most famous woman of the 20th Century.
She was born Norma Jeane Mortenson on June 1, 1926 in Los Angeles, California, to Gladys Baker. As the identity of her father is undetermined, she was later baptized Norma Jeane Baker. Gladys had been a film cutter at RKO studios, but psychological problems prevented her from keeping the job and she was eventually committed to a mental institution.
Norma Jeane spent most of her childhood in foster homes and orphanages until 1937, when she moved in with family friend Grace McKee Goddard. Unfortunately, when Grace's husband was transferred to the East Coast in 1942, the couple couldn't afford to take 16-year-old Norma Jeane with them. Norma Jeane had two options: return to the orphanage or get married.
On June 19, 1942 she wed her 21-year-old neighbor Jimmy Dougherty, whom she had been dating for six months. "She was a sweet, generous and religious girl," Jimmy said. "She liked to be cuddled." By all accounts Norma Jeane loved Jimmy, and they were happy together until he joined the Merchant Marines and was sent to the South Pacific in 1944. After Jimmy left, Norma Jeane took a job on the assembly line at the Radio Plane Munitions factory in Burbank, California. Several months later, photographer David Conover saw her while taking pictures of women contributing to the war effort for Yank magazine. He couldn't believe his luck. She was a "photographer's dream." Conover used her for the shoot and then began sending modeling jobs her way. The camera loved Norma Jeane, and within two years she was a reputable model with many popular magazine covers to her credit. She began studying the work of legendary actresses Jean Harlow and Lana Turner, and enrolled in drama classes with dreams of stardom. However, Jimmy's return in 1946 meant Norma Jeane had to make another choice- this time between her marriage and her career.
Norma Jeane divorced Jimmy in June of 1946, and signed her first studio contract with Twentieth Century Fox on August 26, 1946. She earned $125 a week. Soon after, Norma Jeane dyed her hair blonde and changed her name to Marilyn Monroe (borrowing her grandmother's last name). The rest, as the saying goes, is history.
Marilyn's first movie role was a bit part in 1947's The Shocking Miss Pilgrim. She played a series of inconsequential characters until 1950, when John Huston's thriller The Asphalt Jungle provided her with a small but influential role. Later that year, Marilyn's performance as Claudia Caswell in All About Eve (starring Bette Davis) earned her further praise. From then on Marilyn worked steadily in movies such as: Let's Make It Legal, As Young As You Feel, Monkey Business and Don't Bother to Knock. It was her performance in 1953's Niagara, however, that delivered her to stardom. Marilyn played Rose Loomis, a beautiful young wife who plots to kill her older, jealous husband (Joseph Cotten). Marilyn's success in Niagara was followed with lead roles in the wildly popular Gentlemen Prefer Blondes (co-starring Jane Russell) and How to Marry a Millionaire (co-starring Lauren Bacall and Betty Grable). Photoplay magazine voted Marilyn the Best New Actress of 1953, and at 27 years old she was undeniably the best-loved blonde bombshell in Hollywood.
BIOGRAPHY
Name:
Marilyn Monroe
Variant Name:
Norma Jean Baker
Birth Date:
June 1, 1926
Death Date:
August 5, 1962
Place of Birth:
Los Angeles, California, United States
Place of Death:
Los Angeles, California, United States
Nationality:
American
Gender:
Female
Occupations:
actress
Related People:
*james dougherty-ex-husband
*dom dimaggio-brother-in-law
*joe dimaggio-husband
*John F. Kennedy-lover
Famous Quotes by Marilyn Monroe
"I used to think as I looked out on the Hollywood night, "There must be thousands of girls sitting alone like me, dreaming of becoming a movie star. But I'm not going to worry about them. I'm dreaming the hardest." —Marilyn Monroe on Girls
"Before marriage, a girl has to make love to a man to hold him. After marriage, she has to hold him to make love to him." —Marilyn Monroe on Marriage
"A career is born in public -- talent in privacy." —Marilyn Monroe on Talent
Marilyn Monroe Magazine Cover On Stamp
This is a beautiful sheet of 9 stamps, issued in 2000 by Congo
Marilyn Monroe 2004
This is a beautiful Souvenir sheet, issued by St thomas & Prince Island in 2004.
Marilyn Monroe Magazine Cover
This is a sheet of 6 stamps, issued in 2003, depicting Marilyn Monroe. All the pictures are Marilyn on magazine covers.
Marilyn Monroe Deluxe Souvenir
Marilyn Monroe 40 Anniversary Of The Death Of Marilyn
This is a breathtakingly beautiful Souvenir Sheet containing 6 stamps, issued by Benin in 2002, commemorating the 40th anniversary of the death of Marilyn Monroe.
Napkin Poetry
Two Poems(?) I jotted down while at lunch the other day.
The Napkin:
A short life
At first, Clean Crisp Defined
Cosy with Friends
A world that makes sense
Suddenly,
Pulled Apart,
Wet, Crumpled,
Discovered Purpose
Cleaning up the Slime,
Then disposed,
Purposeful.
#2:
Untitled
Sitting at the bar
Drinks fizzing around
Bubbles on the tongue
Starring at the face in the mirror
Who is the stranger
So familiar
But OLD
I might remember
Seems unimportant now
Just sit at the bar
Bubbles on the tongue
These reflect the very odd state of mind I have been in lately.....
The Napkin:
A short life
At first, Clean Crisp Defined
Cosy with Friends
A world that makes sense
Suddenly,
Pulled Apart,
Wet, Crumpled,
Discovered Purpose
Cleaning up the Slime,
Then disposed,
Purposeful.
#2:
Untitled
Sitting at the bar
Drinks fizzing around
Bubbles on the tongue
Starring at the face in the mirror
Who is the stranger
So familiar
But OLD
I might remember
Seems unimportant now
Just sit at the bar
Bubbles on the tongue
These reflect the very odd state of mind I have been in lately.....
THE TITANIC
A floating palace of wood and steel
Stamped with pride and a deadly seal
Full of people with hopes and dreams
An unsinkable ship, or so it seems
Departing, appealing sea, the captain steers
A confident man who has no fears
An uneventful voyage the first few days
But, an undersea doom is on its way
On a dark cool night the enemy arrives
A ripping warning demanding lives
Calm and panic dance in the night
Giving way to a terrible fright
Death is given to the enemy so fast
A sea of agony will forever last
A lesson to man, in the scheme of things
You must be humble to walk with kings
whisper from the heart...
Her life has fallen apart hurt and pain has swallowed her heartscars that remind her of the memories.She wanted to forget there was so much, she wanted to let out but no one cared what it was all about.She kept wishing for a miracle a falling star that could save us all.someone who will be there for her through it all.someone who won’t walk away but someone who will stay.A guardian angel that could wipe away all her tears and protect her from all her fears.Someone to hug and say,don’t worry it will all be okay.she looked for answers that only angels could pray to know. She wanted the world to know that she could live with her sorrow,nights of no sleep because the only thing she could do was weep.She kept wishing for something more that was worth fighting for.People saw it coming but they don’t know why they didn’t let her in..they waited until it was the end when it was just too late to try and mend.her spirit had died because no one had tried..but she believed her day would come when she could smile and shines just like the sun.
after the rain..
whatever your cross.. whatever your pain..
there will always be sunshine.. after the rain.
perhaps you may stumble.. perhaps even fall..
but god's always ready.. to answer your call.
he knows every heartache.. sees every tear..
a word from his lips.. can calm every fear.
your sorrows may linger throughout the night..
but suddenly vanish at dawn's early light.
a word from his lips.. can calm every fear.
your sorrows may linger throughout the night..
but suddenly vanish at dawn's early light.
the savior is waiting somewhere above..
to give you his grace and send you his love.
whatever your cross.. whatever your pain..
god always sends rainbows.. after the rain.
to give you his grace and send you his love.
whatever your cross.. whatever your pain..
god always sends rainbows.. after the rain.
I love you at ten in the morning..
I love you at ten in the morning, at eleven, and at twelve noon. I love you with all my soul and with all my body, sometimes, on rainy afternoons. But at two in the afternoon, or at three, when I begin to think of the two of us, and you think of dinner or the daily chores, or the amusements you don’t have, I begin to hate you silently, with the half of hate that I keep for myself.
Later I return to love you, when we lie down together and I feel that you are made for me, that in some way your knee and your belly are telling me that, that my hands convince me of it, and that there is nowhere I can come to or go to more easily than your body. You come whole to meet me ,and for a moment we both disappear, we plunge into the mouth of God, until I tell you of my hunger or my dream.
Every day I love you and hate you hopelessly. And there are days, there are hours, in which I don't know you, in which you are as strange to me as somebody else’s wife. Men worry me, I worry about myself, my griefs distract me. Probably there is a long time when I don’t think about you at all.So you see....Who could love you less or more than I do, my love.?
Later I return to love you, when we lie down together and I feel that you are made for me, that in some way your knee and your belly are telling me that, that my hands convince me of it, and that there is nowhere I can come to or go to more easily than your body. You come whole to meet me ,and for a moment we both disappear, we plunge into the mouth of God, until I tell you of my hunger or my dream.
Every day I love you and hate you hopelessly. And there are days, there are hours, in which I don't know you, in which you are as strange to me as somebody else’s wife. Men worry me, I worry about myself, my griefs distract me. Probably there is a long time when I don’t think about you at all.So you see....Who could love you less or more than I do, my love.?
From Cocoon forth a Butterfly
From Cocoon forth a Butterfly
As Lady from her Door
Emerged -- a Summer Afternoon --
Repairing Everywhere --
Without Design -- that I could trace
Except to stray abroad
On Miscellaneous Enterprise
The Clovers -- understood --
Her pretty Parasol be seen
Contracting in a Field
Where Men made Hay --
Then struggling hardWith an opposing Cloud --
Where Parties -- Phantom as Herself --
To Nowhere -- seemed to go
In purposeless Circumference --
As 'twere a Tropic Show --
And notwithstanding Bee -- that worked --
And Flower -- that zealous blew --
This Audience of Idleness
Disdained them, from the Sky --
Till Sundown crept -- a steady Tide --
And Men that made the Hay --
And Afternoon -- and Butterfly --
Extinguished -- in the Sea --
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