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eternamenteaudreyhepburn · 2 years

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Audrey Hepburn and Mel Ferrer in Bürgenstock, Switzerland, circa 1954.

#audrey hepburn #classic hollywood #classic movies #classic film stars #classic stars #beauty icon #1950s aesthetic #1950s actresses #1950s vintage #1950s style #1950s movie stars #1950s stars #1950s icons #1950s celebrities #1950s hollywood #famous couples #1950s actors #mel ferrer #switzerland

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judy1926 · 4 months

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Marilyn Monroe at the rockefeller Center to inaugurate the construction of the new Time-Life Building (1957)

#old hollywood #1940s #classic cinema #classic movie stars #1950s #classic movies #classic hollywood #classic films #marilyn monroe

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velvet4510 · 2 months

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Note: this list references the 1961 version of West Side Story and the 1954 version of A Star Is Born.

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old-movie-stars · 2 months

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Sophia Loren in Rome, 1955

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newyorkthegoldenage · 3 months

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Christopher Walken, right, then known as Ronnie Walken, and his brother Glenn rolling out dough in their father's bakery in Astoria, ca. 1955. Both young Walkens were child actors, appearing in early TV soap operas such as The Guiding Light and The Secret Storm.

Paul and Rosalie Walken opened their bakery on 29th St. & Broadway in 1931, and the business thrived for several decades. Paul came from a family of German bakers, and most of the bakery's employees spoke German. One of them, in the early 1960s, was Lidia Bastianich, who years later became a celebrity chef. Her family, Italian refugees, lived across the street from the bakery.

The Walkens and their three sons, Kenneth, Ronald, and Glenn, lived in a five-story apartment house near the bakery at 30-83 29th St. They later bought a house in Bayside. Rosalie Walken lived there until she passed away in 2010, at the age of 104.

Top photo: Getty Images/Connecticut Post Bottom photo: Victory Sweet Shop Facebook

#vintage New York #1950s #Christopher Walken #vintage Astoria #vintage Queens NY #bakery #stars childhood #Walken's Bakery #vintage NYC

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atomic-chronoscaph · 1 year

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Sophia Loren (1955)

#sophia loren #film actress #movie star #photography #philippe halsman #1950s #1955

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infinitemarilynmonroe · 11 months

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Marilyn Monroe at the Crystal Star Awards, 1959.

#marilyn monroe #monroedit #crystal star awards #1950s #vintage #old hollywood #hollywood #classic hollywood #edit #my edit #50s #1959

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franciegummstarstruck · 5 months

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Lauren Bacall and Judy Garland pictured at a typical Old Hollywood party in the 1950s. Interesting that Judy is donning a dress that she wore in "A Star Is Born" 💖🥃

#judy garland #lauren bacall #1950s #old hollywood royalty #classic stars

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eternamenteaudreyhepburn · 2 years

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Audrey Hepburn photographed by Cecil Beaton in London, 1954.

#audrey hepburn #classic hollywood #classic movies #classic film stars #classic stars #beauty icon #1950s aesthetic #1950s actresses #1950s vintage #1950s style #1950s movie stars #1950s icons #1950s celebrities #1950s hollywood #1950s stars #famous photographer #1950s photography #cecil beaton

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judy1926 · 3 months

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Frank Sinatra and Count Basie in 60s

#count basie #frank sinatra #1960s #classic hollywood #old hollywood #classic films #1940s #classic cinema #classic movie stars #1950s #classic movies

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hoom · 1 year

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Paul Newman in a screen test for East of Eden (1955) with James Dean.

#paul newman #james dean #east of eden #the last movie stars #2 #1950s #1955 #old hollywood #my laptop nearly died while i made this. it's over for me #moviegifs #filmgifs

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omertasmoon · 6 days

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A drop of ink, a blot spread across time

(Vintage au)

Plot summary: It was 1950s when pen pals were popular and almost everyone had one! You used to have a handful of them but the camaraderie between you and them faded as you got older. One day, you found a newspaper on your late great-grandpa's shelves in his bedroom. Excitedly, you flipped the papers to get to a specific page and bingo! There was a section for the addresses of people who are looking for a pen-friend much like yourself. After randomly choosing, you sent out your first letter and he replied back! However, you noticed something weird in the photo he sent...

Crds to @drinkthesky for the divider!

Men I deem fit: Alhaitham, Albedo, Imbibitor Lunae/Dan Heng, Dr Ratio, Diluc, Zhongli, Venti, Neuvillette, Scaramouche, Sunday.

(Fck alphabetical order, I can't do that sh*t)

The amber glow of the afternoon sun bathed the room as the open windows situated at the opposite of the door allowed sunlight streams to enter the room as its panes quivered in hushed symphony due to the beckoning of the hot air. If you moved closer to the windows, you could see dust particles illuminated by the natural light. Even after the passing of your great-grandfather, the bookish scent of his cologne still lingers in his bedroom along with his possessions which were either coated with a thin layer of dust or covered with a big white cloth.

The wooden floor creaked beneath you as you walked towards his bookshelves in hopes of finding pieces of classical literature and maybe learn a thing or two from it. You delicately traced your index finger through the long vertical rows of books, leaving a trail of dust on the pads of your digit. As you peruse through countless novels only to be unsatisfied until you saw a newspaper at the edge of the shelf, untouched by the dust that plagues the rest.

'How strange...' you thought to yourself as you rubbed your thumb and index finger against the surface of the paper to determine its texture: it was sandy and rough, definitely ancient but the format was similar to the ones your dad reads in the morning so it must be a freshly produced newspaper, albeit printed in a different quality of paper.

Or so you thought...

The newspapers in your hands gave you a glimmer of hope; it was an opportunity to find a pen friend! You used to have a few ones but stopped writing to them either because they used too much colloquial words or they had at least twenty spelling mistakes in each sentence which gave you a migraine whilst trying to make out if your correspondent was writing in a foreign language or not. But this time, maybe you could hit the jackpot and find an actually nice pen-pal. Excitedly, you flipped through the papers and stopped at the specific page which had a list of names along with their addresses under the bold heading:

'Pen-friends! Make new friends around the world!'

Your eyes scanned across the list of names, allowing your intuition to guess the personality of that stranger based on their names alone. But then, a specific name caught your eye- it was uncommon which was the main reason it stood out from the rest of the names which probably were taken from 'Top 10 best names for children of this year'. You took a closer look of the address below that person's name and turned out, both of you lived in the same area! A surge of enthusiasm rippled throughout your body and immediately tucked the newspaper into the inside pocket of your coat.

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The curtains of your living room slowly opened as you peeked your head out and pressed your face against the glass. A day had passed after you had sent your very first letter and heck, you even went a mile far by sending a photograph of your two cats to make a memorable first impression. Then- just like you had anticipated- the postman on his bike suddenly came into view and halted his vehicle by your mail-box and placed a letter inside. You clutched the folds of the curtains unable to contain the happiness blossoming inside you. As soon as the postman disappeared out of your eyesight, you rushed outside to take the letter out of the mailbox. The first thing that greeted your eyes was the immaculate handwriting and the scent emitted from the paper.

'How sweet of him...' you thought as you continued reading the letter in your mind. The paragraphs were neatly organized and made of outdated vocabulary that you wouldn't understand had you not taken an interest in classic literature. You could tell this man practiced utmost eloquence just by his letter alone. Overall, he wrote a few things about himself and asked you about your hobbies, what you like and blablabla.

But then, something struck within you concerning with the photograph he sent and notes written behind it:

"The construction of the mall is making my ears bleed. I cannot stand the constant sounds of the drills and other sounds coming from it. I daresay, you must be experiencing the same disturbance as we are only one street apart from each other. Perhaps we should plan to meet up after the mall opens. What do you think of it?"

The more you stared at the photograph and the note, the more confused you became. The picture showed the mall with the same as the one down the street but it was still in construction according to the photo. 'Huh?' A frown stretched across your face. That specific mall had been going on more nearly a century now to the point that the community had been urging the government to shut it down in order to build a more innovative one. Didn't it finish construction like a hundred years ago? But his photo told a whole new different story.

Suspicions rose inside of you as a spiral of questions revolved around your head- you found it difficult to process it. Not missing a beat, you hurried to your room to find that newspaper you took from your late great-grandfather's shelf. You mumbled in frustration when you couldn't find it; you swore you left it either on the desk or on the bed. Finally, you found it under the bed and oh my...

The letter was published a century back in time which meant that...

"T-The man I just sent a letter...was from the past...." The newspaper dropped from your hands. Your letter had ripped its way out of the fabric of time and went into the mailbox of a man who lived in the same area as you but different time period. He was in the past, you were in the future.

Still, a part of you felt curious about the interaction between two people of different dimensions. So you decided to reply back to his letter. What could go wrong...right?

To people who are more knowledgeable in time travel or parallel universes, pls don't attack me, I know what I wrote may or may not make sense for some of you but pls don't mind me 😭😭😭

And also, not proofread because I wrote this around midnight and I'm literally on the verge of dozing off- (Ik I have such healthy sleep cycles and I have to wake up at 6 am yayyy!! Sleep-deprived-students-core😘🙆🤗)