TweetCrimson stained lips, hair coiffed to perfection with deep waves and dark hues, sullen eyes with smoldering liner and just a hint of mascara for vulnerability. Shoulder pads and dresses with stiff hems, long trains, and sophisticated bustles. Perfect posture, elegance, demure. Strong yet weak at the same time. These are all qualities that come to mind when I think of Hollywood glamour. You stop and stare at awe at their beauty, grace, sheer style. It was an era of decadence and true fashion. What has happened to real Hollywood glamour? When I think about what is supposedly glamourous now, I cringe. Dresses made of meat, showing nipples and ass, leaving nothing to the imagination. Stars like Lady Gaga are charged with being cutting edge in haute couture but could never hold a candle to the screen queens of the day: Marilyn Monroe, Ava Gardner, Lana Turner, Marlene Dietrich, Natalie ...

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TweetI struggled whether to write a post on the incomparable Lena Horne. Many bloggers, writers, news outlets, etc., had given their eulogies and heart felt sentiments on her passing, and I didn’t want to add to the fray of dedications. But as it was pointed out on Twitter when I shared this with my followers, I was told that Lena deserved my ‘honorable mention’ despite what had already been said. They were right. (Thank you @YumeFulfilled and @Tojosan) One of my fondest memories was of my grandmother cleaning on a Saturday morning playing Lena Horne, more specifically, her stirring rendition of ‘Someone To Watch Over Me’. The record was haunting. At 4 or 5 years of age, I was a student of music and delivery and her voice on the record made me weep. My grandmother would play it over and over and I would just sit and stare and ...

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