Hullo! I'm a girl, just barely grown up, who loves the 1940s and an odd assortment of westerns, Audrey Hepburn, swing jazz & Film Noir.
Once I had a quality stream of classic amazingness. Now, you will most likely find David Janssen picspam, or some nonsense about plotless 60s films.
It should be duly noted that I'm an obsessive, analytical fangirl of practically everything that captures my fancy. Consider yourself warned.
- Emm
Vintage, My Love
the morning comes and also the night
Ross Martin is dancing because it’s monocoleporter’s birthday!
Lauren Bacall is calling Peter Lorre to make sure he’s joining the party.
Not sure what Buster Keaton is doing. He seems to be silent. (Horrible pun, I am aware.) But he’s here.
Peter Lorre is gathering the kitties because they’re dying to meet Bones.
And Ross Martin decided to taste the champagne before he pulls out his violin and plays Happy Birthday.
