|This was one of the sassy looks which caused people to remark on my mother's resemblance to Hayworth.|
|Rita Hayworth and Orson Welles play|
matador. What could go wrong with
She had a complicated private life, with multiple marriages, including one to Orson Welles, another to singer Dick Haymes, and even one to a Muslim prince. She struggled with alcohol abuse, which was, in her later life, exacerbated by what we now recognize to be Alzheimer's. But in her prime, she was highly regarded as a dancer, voted one of the top film stars for several years running, and she is considered one of only two superstar pinup girls during WWII (the other, of course, was Betty Grable).
|WWII Pin Up Girls Gable and Hayworth sent a lot of Yanks to the latrine for a lot of yanks.|
|Here's my mother. There is a resemblance.|
|These publicity stills were taken during my mother's trip to|
Cuba (pre-Castro, of course), part of her duties as the first
Apple Blossom Queen of Hendersonville, NC.
There was the time when my mother taught me a triple-timestep in the kitchen of our house in California, and another time when the family was having a farewell dinner for me (I was moving temporarily to Utah); that night, before leaving for the restaurant, my mother and I danced a jitterbug on the living room carpet. These are just a couple of memories which have resurfaced in my brain this week, and since both of these memories are at least 30 years old, I'm thrilled that I still have them.
Here is the clip which triggered those precious memories. Happy Birthday, Mom.