☆Ribbons In Our Hair,And Our Eyes Gleamed Mean☆

Andy Warhol and Molly Ringwald at Nipper’s in Beverly Hills on April 2, 1985.

Annie Leibovitz

David Cassidy

1972

[Rolling Stone, May 11, 1972]

My biggest flex is that my role model was Margaret Houlihan.

She taught me I can be strong, kind, sassy, sarcastic, brave and know that I can change to be a better person.

Just like Margaret, once you know me, I can be the sweetest person in the whole universe, but I won't let anyone mess with me and I still can conjure storms (and kick everything that's in my way).

Thank you, Margaret Houlihan <33

James Dean in Rebel Without a Cause (1955).

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☆Happiness Is A Butterfly☆

Born on this day 84 years ago: luscious, pouting rock’n’roll heartthrob and "British Elvis" Billy Fury (real name: Ronald Wycherley, 17 April 1940 - 28 January 1983). I’m such a keen Fury devotee I’ve even been known to suffer through Play It Cool (1962) the virtually unwatchable cheap’n’cheerful rock’n’roll musical he starred in (think of it as his “Elvis movie”). As an actor, Fury (doomed to die aged just 42) is merely adequate and visibly uncomfortable onscreen, but so moody and exquisitely photogenic it scarcely matters. (Like Presley, in his close-ups Fury clearly favours heavy mascara and eyeliner). For anyone unfamiliar with his music, The Sound of Fury (1969) is his chef-d'œuvre. It represents the closest a UK artist came to capturing the grit of American rockabilly. But I also love Fury’s lush, soaring pop ballads like “Last Night Was Made for Love” and “Halfway to Paradise”.

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Annie Leibovitz

David Cassidy

1972

(Photo shoot for Rolling Stone)

Andy Gibb photographed by Harry Langdon, 1981.