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Desiccated, post-stroke Bette Davis is my favorite Bette Davis, and with her backwards wig, ever-present cigarette, Patrick Kelly button dress, and jaunty crown, she is the living embodiment of her needlepoint quotation: “Old Age Aint No Place for Sissies.” She’s fearless and plucky, even as Death hovers just off camera. Fabulous.
I was just glancing at some pictures of Alexis Bledel on the opening night of her off-Broadway show Regrets, when I read the following words “The 30-year-old actress…” and the needle SLID off the record and my face hit the floor. 30? How can little Rory Gilmore be 30? I was there with her first day of Chilton! I remember her stuffed chicken, Colonel Cluckers! Is this how normies feel when their children grow up? Donkey-punched and weepy? But look at her, yes, she’s a woman now! She’s not all soft and dewey! She’s got a hard jaw line and KNOWING eyes. She looks like she’s seen some sex. It’s a sad day at the WOW blogging station today, I’ll tell you WHAT. If Rory is old, then my GOD, I’m ancient. (via Just Jared)