I Dream of Gene
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The Walking Library - London, England.
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Ginger Rogers and Douglas Fairbanks Jr. in Having Wonderful Time (1938)
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He has Monsters inc. on his shirt.

She has Nemo on her dress.

Violet has murder in her eyes. 
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Marlon Brando playing baseball on an Actors Studio picnic in Connecticut, photographed by Sam Shaw.
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Ginger was working so hard that she needed a few assists. She was a sunny, cheerful person, friendly and approachable as a puppy. She never had an entourage to impress other people, as many stars did and still do. She needed a hairdresser right at hand and a choreographer, and a secretary and a press man or two, and when she moved about the lot, they moved too, to save her time. When she walked from her dressing room to the set, seven or eight people came along. Ginger made seventy-one A movies in a period of fourteen years, including nine with Fred at RKO. When one of their films was finally in the can, Fred would sail to Europe to recuperate for six months; Ginger would start a new movie within twenty-four hours. 

— Lucille Ball, Love, Lucy.
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Vera-Ellen, 1945