“January strolls in
towards the end of happy hour,
orders a piña colada,
and ignores the snow gathering outside.
Her heart is full of promise
and you can taste it on her lips. So kiss her.
Lose yourself in the idea
of starting over.
Dye your hair,
donate half of your closet,
and take up woodworking.
Relearn intuition and wear it until the seams split.
Take it from January–
she’s never remembered
the same way twice.”
— Schuyler Peck, Kissing January (via schuylerpeck)
“I’ll never forget the day Marilyn and I were walking around New York City, just having a stroll on a nice day. She loved New York because no one bothered her there like they did in Hollywood, she could put on her plain-jane clothes and no one would notice her. She loved that. So as we we’re walking down Broadway, she turns to me and says ‘Do you want to see me become her?’ I didn’t know what she meant but I just said ‘Yes’- and then I saw it. I don’t know how to explain what she did because it was so very subtle, but she turned something on within herself that was almost like magic. And suddenly cars were slowing and people were turning their heads and stopping to stare. They were recognizing that this was Marilyn Monroe as if she pulled off a mask or something, even though a second ago nobody noticed her. I had never seen anything like it before.”
- Amy Greene, wife of Marilyn’s personal photographer Milton Greene
