Flicking through a little book of sex tips,
Remember when the boys were all electric?
Rest In Peace Elizabeth Rosemond Taylor (27.02.1932 - 23.03.2011)
"I want my tombstone to say she lived.”
"The combination of their beauty was staggering. Elizabeth was hypnotically beautiful – almost embarrassingly so. She was a perfect, voluptuous little doll. And those great violet eyes fringed by double lashes. But there was an enigmatic power and magnetism behind her looks which gave her beauty – and his – a sultry depth. One could see her as a goddess, mother, seductress, wife. One could see him as prince, saint, and madman." -Diana Lynn
Fashion in Past and Now by Lilah Ramzi
Gloria Wandrous: I think I’ll get cleaned up and do my nails.
Fanny Thurber: Yes, sharpen them.
Gloria Wandrous: For you, Mrs. Thurber, I would.
Elizabeth Taylor - BUTTERFIELD 8 (1960)
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