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My first bike
As though it were yesterday, I can still picture in my mind, my very first bike. A red little number with stabilisers on. I would ride this bike up and down the neighbourhood morning, noon and evening. I remember the other kids used to laugh at me cos it took ages before I figured out how to ride without stabilisers but nonetheless, I had the baddest, most awesome bicycle on the street and that made me the Mack Daddy!
A few times it got stolen and I would be totally heartbroken but then my brother and I would get word of who stole it and where it was and we'd go there to retrieve it (and a little beatdown would be handed out to the culprits of course).
I think I practically rode that bike till it fell apart and even though I had a few others after that, the only one I ever remember is my red bike with the silver stabilisers....
These words are in my mind each time I wake up. Words that i heard of my family, teachers and friends. So, i'll be strong. I'm being strong. Things are better now. I want to say thank you for all helped me to feel better, for your support, thank you so much.
I've been busy, i'm doing a stopmotion, and i need patience to do it.
I've been tagged for lots of you, so here it goes :)
Are you single/taken/heartbroken/confused?
Single and happy being it.
What if I told you that you were pretty?
I'd laugh and i'd say that's not true
What are you looking forward to in the next week?
To see my summer friends wich are in the beach!
Do you want to be single?
A boy is not the most important things in our lives. i'm young -i'm 16- i'm worry about other things, like to live my life, to do something big. But, yes, until someone shows me worth
Have you pretended to like someone?
Yes, and i was ridiculous haha
Is it hard for you to get over someone?
I don't remember the waitress of the cafe of yesterday. haha it's a joke. So, yes, above all if he or she was important for me.
What would you name your future daughter?
I love the names of Abbie, Allie, and Jaqueline
Are you good at hiding your feelings?
No, everybody says i'm an open book
Are you listening to music right now?
Yes, this Take That - Greatest Day
How is your heart lately?
It was beating and it’s beating right now
Are you wearing socks?
No, it’s too hot to wear socks
What do people call you?
Bea, Beus, Beich, Beatriza, Beatriche, Beuskis, Dres, BeaDres, Dresada :)
Will you talk to the person you like tonight?
Yes, I’m doing right now.
When was the last time a member of the opposite sex hugged you?
Two days ago, it was a farewell
Do you get stressed out easily?
Yes, but I’m learning to keep calm
Who do you go to when you need to talk to someone?
My best friends, and flickrfriends
What is on your wrists right now?
Some bracelets and a watch
What do you like better: hot chocolate or hot apple cider?
Call me weird, but I’ve never tasted hot apple cider, so I’d rather hot chocolate, and I’m also a chocolate addicted :)
Are you a good artist?
If photography is art, yes I guess so. Because when I sing, it rains and when I paint, paints are for an abstract paint gallery. BUT, i used to play piano -not now, used, past., er... if i dance i'll go to the circus
Do you miss the way things were six months ago?
NO. I don’t miss the past. I don’t miss those times.
Ever stayed up all night on the phone, with who?
Yes, with my best friend. We slept at nearly 5.30AM
Do you use chap stick?
Not exactly. I use vaseline
Do you have a little sister?
Yeeep, my imaginary little sister
Have you hugged someone within the last week?
Yep, I’m a care bear
What were you doing at midnight last night?
Reading Catching Fire
Have you ever regretted kissing someone?
No, I’ve only kissed someone who has really liked me.
Will next Friday be a good one?
Yeees, I’ll go to chasing unicorns to the Madrid beach. –I think I’ll go swimming, play volley and go shopping :)
Dear time, why are you so fast? Please, be slower.
August people. Summer goes fast.
And in 14 days i'll go to the beach, YAYYYYY! :D
Well, I have another story for you! Yesterday at the pet shop, a lady had to bring in her rats, as she was getting evicted from her apartment. She was out of control with the breeding. She had to get rid of them all. Her and her daughter brought them all in 2 tupperware containers. It was so sad, for the rats, and for them, it was just a case of not knowing. They cared for them, and the daughter was heartbroken. We took them all... all 47 of them! It was a scramble to get cages set up, get them seperated and taken care of for mites. There were big, young boys girls all mixed up. I am afraid most the females could be pregnant as we found 4 boys in with the girls. While sorting, I found a tiny tiny one and another a bit bigger. The tiny one was almost dead. I grabbed it right away, and warmed it in my hand. It started to come around. I gave it a bit of water and it drank that. On my break, I ran to the baby store and got food and it ate like there was no tomorrow, and there almost was not. We got a heat lamp on it, and I pulled the other one out to put with it. I believe it is a sibling, only almost 1/2 size bigger. They have to be at least 2 weeks old as their eyes are open. They said the mom would not feed them, and a sweet surrogate mother has mammory tumors and could not feed them. The others died they said. Anyway, after getting the 47 put in cages, and for the first time in their lives actually having a cage and not a tupperware home, they seemed very happy! I stayed late to help, and got most done.
I took the 2 babies home, and the little one the girls at work named Thumbelina. I am not actually sure if it is a female, but we will see.. the other one is a girl, and I was so happy to see her eating a pea last night on her own, I named her Sweet Pea!
I have today off, but am going in to see how they all are doing. What a tragedy. But at least now, they will get good homes and be healthy happy little rattys.
I got up this morning, and little Thumbelina was very happy to eat. She will have to be hand fed for awhile until she is stronger, which I have noticed already she is! I will keep posting photos of her, and lets all hope she grows and thrives like a little ratty should.
For those of you who have been following me and the story of the friendly Fox I have befriended.
This is where the photos of my friendly Fox where taken.
I have fed him and talked to him for well over 5 years.
He has now disappeared……………….
Strange to say, I am almost heartbroken ……………
*Marilyn Manson
www.youtube.com/watch?v=i4wUz0tCQJQ
(I do not own the song or the lyrics,All Rights Reserved:Marilyn Manson marilynmanson.com/)
"You drained my heart
And made a spade
But there's still traces of me
in your veins"
(special thanks to Stil. you were great as always!)
Day 279, Wednesday, October 6th, 2021
Nancy’s New Dog
One of my neighborhood friends, Nancy, recently lost her dog to old age. She was heartbroken because Mickey died while she and her husband were at church. Anna and I tried to provide a little comfort with some flowers but it’s so hard to lose your fur-baby. Especially when you have an empty nest! So I was super excited when she texted me a couple of weeks ago and said she had stopped at the Humane Society of New Braunfels on the spur of the moment and fell in love with a blonde lab. Her husband, Steve, met him and fell in love too, so he got to come home with them that very night. Meet Max! Isn’t he gorgeous?!? Nancy says he’s the perfect dog. He doesn’t chew on things, he’s housebroken, he’s cuddly, and he already knows basic commands. I got to meet him and I fell in love too. What a sweetheart!!! How could anyone ever surrender this dog? HSNBA says he was microchipped but never registered and he was at the shelter for a month and a half. Oh my heart!
Nikon D750 | 85mm | f/2.2 | 1/200 | ISO 1000 | handheld
There were several Disney films that intertwined themselves with my early childhood. For instance, my fascination with "Pocahontas" and "Aladdin" had so much to do with the fact that they came out in theaters when I was a kid. Being surrounded by the merchandise at stores only added to their allure. "Snow White" was a classic, a staple movie in our small collection that found its way into the VHS player several times a week. Strangely however, "The Little Mermaid" was not part of this category. In fact, the only experience I really had with this film was word of mouth, and the common knowledge that Ariel was a famous Disney princess. I was of course immensely curious--who was this vibrant red headed mermaid? What happened in the movie? I was always on the edge of my seat hoping to one day see the movie, but that didn't happen until I was probably eight or nine years old. My longing to know more was enhanced when "The Little Mermaid" dolls started popping up at the stores. Mattel bought the rights to the movie merchandise and started producing the dolls in 1997, many years after the film first hit theaters. Despite the delay, this happened to be the perfect time for little Shelly to meet Ariel, and it was this encounter that solidified "The Little Mermaid" as one of the most sentimental Disney collections I have as an adult.
It all began with just one doll. It was my sixth birthday in 1997--Mom and Dad took me out to Toys 'R' Us to pick out a gift. By that point, I was already mesmerized by Disney dolls. I took notice of their oversized heads, cartoon like faces, and their unique features like molded hats and interesting hair colors. So naturally Ariel's shocking red tresses caught my attention. There was an entire section devoted to "The Little Mermaid" merchandise at this particular Toys 'R' Us. I recall seeing "Basic" Ariel, Prince Eric, the Wedding Gift Set, some fashion packs, and of course Princess Mermaid Ariel. Admittedly it was overwhelming. Who do I choose? My passion for doll clothes was apparent even back then, so it seemed only right to pick Princess Mermaid Ariel. She was equipped with extra clothing items and some accessories. Plus her transforming gimmick took me in. Mom and Dad also let me select a fashion pack for her. I chose the nameless purple gown, which Ariel never actually wore in the movie. It really didn't matter that I had no idea who Ariel was and what the significance was of these items. She sparked my imagination...I didn't need a story line to have fun. Even with the movies I had watched, I was never one to make my Disney dolls recreate the films they starred in.
Ariel became a fast favorite. She was my only doll with shocking hair at the time. Back in the 90s, unnatural colored dolly hair wasn't as common place as it is these days. It was by far her best and worst feature. Ariel was also a tad inconvenient because of her super slender, modified Teen Skipper body mold. I didn't have any larger shoes for her flat feet, and most of my Barbie tops and pants were far too large for her skinny figure. But it didn't matter, I always made it work somehow. Ariel wore a variety of highly unflattering outfits in that time frame. Everything for the most part clashed with her bright red hair. In fact, I can't recall a single ensemble she actually looked good in. I was a bit disappointed as well by the Ariel outfits I got with my doll and in the fashion pack. The purple dress was made of an extremely low quality fabric that quite literally fell apart and frayed within a few weeks. Her mermaid tail wasn't practical for everyday use, and that pink ballgown she came with? That didn't even cover her bum! It was more like a one sided outfit, like the kind you see with snap on dolls. I always combined it with her mermaid tail, to give Ariel some much needed modesty. But none of these things really mattered, because nothing could taint my love for Ariel.
Both Colleen and I unknowingly agree that it was my Princess Mermaid Ariel doll and my African American Bathtime Fun Kelly that brought us together. Contrary to popular belief, we were not always super close siblings. In fact, when I was very young, Colleen hated my guts (mostly out of jealousy...she liked being an only child before I came along). She'd tell me I couldn't play with her, would find a new and creative way of putting me down, and we even got into physical fights when Mom and Dad weren't looking. One of my deepest connections to dolls has always been the fact that they were the start of a life long friendship between the two of us. It was the hours we spent playing with dolls that bonded us slowly, but surely. Ariel and Kelsey (aka Bathtime Fun Kelly) were the dolls we played with that unified our imaginations and kick started years of dolly play. Although Kelsey was my doll, Colleen took a shine to her. Wanting to win Colleen's affections, I always let her borrow Kelsey. Somehow we developed this concept that Kelsey and Ariel were homeless sisters. They lived in my bookshelf (that now funnily enough houses my "The Little Mermaid" dolls). We used a stack of my Bible books to create a shack within it. Ariel wore shabby clone/handmade clothes and a checkered red blanket in her hair as some sort of makeshift kerchief. Kelsey didn't have many wardrobe choices since we only had a handful of Kelly dolls at the time. But it helped that I had trashed her two factory ensembles by that point...it added to the grubby, homeless look we were looking for. Additionally, Ariel also looked tortured early on. Being so young, I didn't have the capacity to keep my dolls squeaky clean. I recall that she had dirt smudged on her face and crud caked into the sticky adhesive strip I never took off when I got her (that was intended to hold her bikini top up in the package). Her long red hair became super tangled--most of the time I remember small doll accessories becoming entangled in it, like little forks from my Fold 'n Fun House or certain pairs of shoes. Of course this led to long, arduous grooming sessions that left Ariel balding. Eventually I got fed up with her high maintenance do, so I chopped her ankle length mane to her bum. No matter how shabby and distorted our Kelsey and Ariel dolls were, it never seemed to get in the way of the fun we had.
One of my most special, memorable moments with dolls involved Ariel and Kelsey. Despite the fact that it happened more than two decades ago, I still recall it with perfect clarity. Back then, we had a small swimming pool in the yard. Dad was a terrible pool guy--he never could keep up with maintaining it. It also didn't help that we pretty much lived in the middle of the woods, and being surrounded by all those trees ensured that the pool always had a layer of pollen on the water. Dad knew he could exploit Colleen and my desire to ALWAYS go swimming. We didn't care in the slightest if the water was murky and brown (strange considering I literally wouldn't eat at other people's houses if they weren't clean enough). One afternoon, Dad enlisted us to get in the water and make a whirlpool, to help stir in the chemicals. So of course Colleen and I suited up, and we also prepared Ariel and Kelsey. By this point, Colleen had more Kelly clothes and Ariel borrowed Water Jewel Magic Jasmine's ensemble (where her mermaid top went, I still do not know). As we walked through the pool water, stirring the chemicals, we dragged the dolls along with us. It was in the middle of this operation when I lost my grip on Ariel. She got lost in the murky, foul pool water. Since it wasn't crystal clear (as it should have been) we had absolutely no idea where Ariel went. I was panicking, screaming "Ariel" as if she would come when I beckoned. A moment later, Colleen let out a very strange (almost Ariel-esque) sound--it went a bit like, "ah ah ah, ah ah ah." Ariel's long, red hair (that was not cut at this point) had touched Colleen's leg. She feared that some creature was living in the murky waters, but then common sense snapped her over the head. She reached in the water and pulled out my beloved Ariel! We almost lost her...although she would have turned up once the pool water was clean. But by that point, the chlorine and other chemicals probably would have done a ton of damage. Ariel was saved, and we brought the pair of dolls back into the house to be cleaned. Water Jewel Magic Jasmine was not all that happy though. Her little swimsuit wrap got lost in the water, and by the time Dad retrieved it from the pool filter months later, all the pigment in it was more or less gone.
As the years wore on, Ariel's fading looks definitely affected her roles in our story lines. Eventually Colleen grew out of her Kelly doll phase, so the sister duo was split up. But our fondness for the pair never faded, and to this day our "Ariel and Kelsey" doll game scenarios are still some of the most infamous. Ariel had a resurgence of popularity later on during the most significant doll game of all time..."The Refugee Game." She costarred alongside my beloved Tarzan Jane doll when I was ten years old. We had a crazy scenario that involved Jane and Ariel as hairstylists, working out of Jane's house. Jane had a little sister--Colleen's Kid Kore Katie named Holly. Ariel was no longer a serious character. Instead she was absolutely bonkers. But when Jane had to flee from her home to save Katie's life (during a Barbie orchestrated clone massacre), Ariel of course tagged along. I always will remember Ariel dressed up in the strange garments we chose to showcase her wacky personality. Her tragic appearance was also due to how poorly she had aged. But she always remained my one and only beloved Ariel.
It wasn't until I was twelve or thirteen that I got my hands on a second Ariel. Ironically it was another Princess Mermaid who I found only wearing her purple bikini top, at the local flea market. She still had all her luscious red hair intact, and her face paint/overall appearance was far superior to my childhood friends. Of course by this point, we really didn't utilize Ariel much in our doll games, but finding such a treasure unexpectedly did not go unappreciated. One of the very last doll purchases of my youth happened to be an Ariel doll as well. I found Forever Hair Ariel at Target one afternoon. I simply couldn't resist the allure of this red headed beauty with a fabulous hair gimmick. I really never "played" with this doll. But my fondest, strongest memory of her was the week we took over the living room during an arctic cold spell. Since we usually played dolls in the basement, Dad said we could set them up in the living room by the wood stove, since downstairs would be far too cold. I'll never forget sitting on the couch with my brand new Ariel, testing out all her crimpers and curlers. Even though I didn't get to know her as well as my first Princess Mermaid doll, Forever Hair Ariel makes me feel nostalgic too.
My teen years were the end of a dolly era. By the time I turned fifteen, I was more or less doll free. Eventually all our childhood companions were packed up in storage and were not touched again until I turned 18. It was about five years of not buying any dolls when I finally broke down. Ironically it was the lure of the magical Disney themed dolls that made me crack and buy more plastic friends. Early on, I was especially keen on finding "The Little Mermaid" stuff. Only having three childhood dolls, I was desperate to add more to my collection. I wanted any excuse to give this movie its very own shelf. I had plans of grandeur--a special hand painted backdrop and a bunch of ocean themed accessories. I want to say I probably had five or six Ariel dolls when I decided it was enough for them to have their own shelf. Sure enough, I carried out my plans to paint a picture for them. Dad and I also started developing handmade doll stands around this time. My favorites to design were by far for "The Little Mermaid" dolls. Even though I've redone many of these stands in recent years, I have never touched the plain orange one labeled simply as "The Little Mermaid." It was Dad's personal favorite, and even though I see all the flaws I made, I just never had the heart to change it. It's been traded around my dolls over the years--currently one of my cheap molded Ariel dolls is using it.
There was a thrill about finding Ariel dolls that couldn't be touched. I remember the day we bought two packed Barbie cases at a yard sale, purely because there were a few "The Little Mermaid" dolls inside. There was the Avon Ariel doll I rescued from a bin of McDonald's toys that same year for ten cents. She was entirely nude and accompanied only by a Perfume Princess Jasmine--I just didn't' have the heart to leave her behind. And of course I could never forget my Beautiful Hair Ariel. She is perhaps the most special of all my "The Little Mermaid" dolls. The Tyco line was well before my time. The dolls admittedly miss the mark in some ways that the Mattel dolls make up for. But that being said, I was mystified by these earliest dolls when I saw pictures of them online. Specifically, I was drawn to the ones with twinkling eyes. I still have a perfect recollection of the day I finally got my hands on a Tyco doll. Beautiful Hair Ariel was dressed in a Lady Lovelylocks dress, which I mistook as being her original ensemble. She was standing upright in a mug, alongside a few other Barbies/Disney dolls. Although I had little knowledge of the Tyco franchise, I took a gamble and bought Ariel for $2...only to realize she didn't have an outfit to wear! She was the most magnificent miniature sized creature I ever encountered--she was truly my pride and joy. I was heartbroken the day Colleen went to put her on a stand and her leg broke cleanly off. Dad knew how much I loved Ariel, and spent countless hours trying to figure out the best way to fix her. We walked up and down the aisles at Home Depot together bouncing ideas off one another for how we could tackle fixing her. Dad finally came up with screwing her leg back together, which I now know to be a terrible solution. But despite the fact that Ariel could very well fall apart again, it means the world to me that Dad put such effort forth to make her whole.
I really can't say which of my dolls are more sentimental. My childhood friends are what started my obsession with "The Little Mermaid," but I've made as many memories with my adult purchased companions. I was over the moon whenever I added more of the elusive Tyco gals to my collection--especially the incredibly homely first release Ariel with maroon colored hair and the awkward face mold. For whatever reason, they tug at my heart strings most of all. There was the day in 2012 when Colleen and I FINALLY found a Mattel Eric doll. Granted he was incredibly shabby and donning a Ken sweater, but it didn't matter. He was an instant favorite! How could I forget the highlight of my first trip to the Disney Store in ten years? I came for the Rapunzel dolls, but ended up splurging on Eric, Ursula, and Triton that day since they were all on sale for just $7 each. There was the day Dad blew us off to go to a swap meet with his friend Jimmy, although he originally told us Colleen and I could tag along. But we ended up being glad we had to stay home when Colleen won a bid on the gorgeous Summer Seas Ariel for just $9....my first from the line! Other special dolls include my strange Disney on Ice gal as well as the magnificent 2009 Bath Beauty doll, both of whom originated from the "Jewel Secrets Barbie lot" of 2015. I think my favorite part about my "The Little Mermaid" collection would be the diversity. Not owning many of these dolls growing up gave me little to no bias on which ones I love to collect. I adore them all for their unique qualities. The original Mattel gals give me a strong sense of nostalgia, but the Disney Store ones of recent years are probably the most attractive. The newer generation of Mattel dollies might sport more molded features, but showcase some of the most unique features in my collection (like that Bath Beauty doll I mentioned earlier or the Lagoon Gift Set that I was so excited went on sale in 2014). It all started with just one Princess Mermaid Ariel, who these days rocks a new head of re-rooted saran hair and dons a Disney Store fashion pack. But the story did not end with her, and with each passing year, another doll adds not only a new face to my display but also a story.
Apologies to those who probably saw millions of pictures of her at the time, apart from Gertrude here I've found goosanders to be the shyest birds ever. Dunno why but she hung around with the mallards and swans battling for bread and stuff, perhaps the only bird I've ever seen actually intimidate a swan. Then she just left and I've not seen her since, I was heartbroken at the time ! Most of the pictures below I've had on as extras before I think, I got a bit carried away : ) I think they're known as common mergansers in the US and Canada by the way.
A little bit depressing for the last day of the year...but that's how i feel today..
People are crazy around here..everybody's running..and you have to find the place for the evening and the dress and the company...and i don't feel the spirit..
I'm quite sad cos even if it happened 3 month ago, it feels like it was yesterday.. i miss him terribly much and I hate him and i hate myself for not hating him as I should..I wish he'd come back..and I can't stop crying when I think about him..and I shouldn't because it's new year's eve and I am supposed to be happy and to go partying with the guys and laugh..instead i just can't breath... I gave him my heart and he played football with it..i know i'm better off without him..everybody's keep saying that...but a part of me aches without him..dunno what to say..or to think..so i'm gonna go...i'll find something cute to wear..put on a smile..and just let this day pass..hope it'll be better soon.. :)
EXPLORED
Girls Theme Week Live
*props*..........ummm not sure
looking like a born again
living like a heretic
listening to arthur lee records
making all your friends feel so guilty
about their cynicism
and the rest of their generation
not even the government are gonna stop you now
but are you ready to be heartbroken?
are you ready to be heartbroken?
pumped up full of vitamins
on account of all the seriousness
you say you're so happy now
you can hardly stand
lean over on the bookcase
if you really want to get straight
read norman mailer
or get a new tailor
are you ready to be heartbroken?
are you ready to be heartbroken?
are you ready to bleed?
what would it take
what would it take to wipe that smile off of your face?
are you ready to be, are you ready to bleed?
are you ready to be heartbroken?
are you ready to bleed? (heartbroken)
well you better get ready now baby
are you ready to bleed?, ready to bleed?
-Lloyd Cole
OMG, I am heartbroken. I was absolutely her biggest fan, when she flew into PDK near Atlanta. This is a photo I got of her winding up a couple years ago......I feel like I have lost a member of my Family.....She went down five miles short of the runway after reporting an engine fire, everyone exited the plane after a safe emergency landing.
" You can not understand, man, how it hurts" - he said
"Sure I can not, cause i'm having a unbelievably totally lovely girlfriend now, have fun with your moaning over girls, sucker, I HAVE A GIRLFRIEND ALREADY. So long !!!"
[ Remember, remember, the 5th of November 2011]
"Por la poesía y el sexo, porque cada sílaba es un beso, por tu ombligo y todo eso, de la constelación de tus lunares me hice preso"
I hope with all this digital revolution we still get to keep bookstores. I would be heartbroken to lose them.
Had meetings in two cafes today, talked about writing at both of them. Such things are good.
No matter how badly heartbroken, entangled, breached, insecure, unworthy, helpless, slammed, shattered, hopeless or deprived you feel let not the next word #depressed take away all the place in you or anyone else...Care to share!!
Tunning in with this year's theme #depressionletstalk on #worldhealthday...Let's put the smiles back!!
August 1954:
James Dean and Pier Angeli (1932-1971) are attending the 'premiere' of a re-release of the 1939 epic, "Gone with the Wind."
Born Anna Maria Pierangeli in Italy, Pier seems to have been Jimmy's main true love; he was heartbroken when she gave into her mother's demands that she stop seeing him because he was not Catholic, and then swiftly married Italian American singer Vic Damone. Jimmy is alleged to have been outside the church during their wedding, occassionally gunning his motorcycle (though he denied this). Her marriage only lasted 4 years, followed by bitter custody battles. But by then Jimmy was dead. Pier stated that he was "the only man [she] ever loved."
How fleeting fame can be--though not for Jimmy, even if he did not live long enough to see the release of his last 2 films, "Rebel Without a Cause" and "Giant." But for Pier...recognized at 19 by the Hollywood Foreign Press--i.e., the Golden Globe Awards-- as Young Star of the Year after her American film debut in the drama "Teresa," fame, unlike in Jimmy's case, never turned into legend. At the start of her Hollywood career, she was signed to Warner Bros, the studio for which Jimmy worked, and he supposedly met her when visiting Paul Newman on the set of "The Silver Chalice," a film that was an awful, quasi-religious costume drama which Paul would make fun of after he became famous. (Paul did a screen test with Jimmy to play his brother in "East of Eden" but was not cast) ... Back to Pier: her career in America floundered by the late 1950s though she still made films. She died of a barbiturate overdose at the age of 39--some say suicide, some say accident.
Though so much has been written about Jimmy's life, including incredible and lurid (and some fake) accounts of his love life, according to his friends, and director Elia Kazan, with whom he worked on "East of Eden," Jimmy and Pier were certainly more than a publicity item but had an intense, if too brief, romance.
Pier, don't listen to your mother!!!!
***I think this Barbie actually looks like Pier!