For Bogart, His Feelings For Bacall Were The Real Thing. In One Of Many Love Letters, He Wrote I Never

“For Bogart, his feelings for Bacall were the real thing. In one of many love letters, he wrote ‘I never believed that I could love anyone again…you are my last love and all the rest of my life I shall love you and watch you and be ready to help you.’ ” - Bogie and Bacall, To Have and Have Not. c.1944

Gordon Parks, At Segregated Drinking Fountain, Mobile, Alabama, 1956

social girls aesthetic: girls made of sugar & spice. 

Audrey Hepburn photographed by Mark Shaw, 1953

Okay, reality check, Liz is in the trunk of this car. And she is dead. That is a sad, fucked up thing, but you are going to walk into that school and strut your shit down the hallway like everything is peachy fucking keen.

“You think every girl’s a dope. You think a girl goes to a party and there’s some guy in a fancy striped vest strutting around giving you that I’m-so-handsome-you-can’t-resist-me look. From this she’s supposed to fall flat on her face. Well, she doesn’t fall on her face. But there’s another guy in the room, over in the corner. Maybe he’s nervous and shy and perspiring a little. First, you look past him. But then you sense that he’s gentle and kind and worried. That he’ll be tender with you, nice and sweet. That’s what’s really exciting.” - The Seven Year Itch (1955)