I want to go to a bookstore and sit there and read and then have a boy walk up to me and comment on the book I’m reading and then he’ll sit down with me and talk to me about it and then we’ll fall in love and get married and read books together like is that too much to ask
I don’t even know if I’m ever getting married, but I want a dress like this. Right here.
“They were hotly in love and saw no reason to hide the fact. They showed magazine writers their love-telegrams to each other, and their love-jewelry. All her gold earrings were marked ‘To Lucy’ on one side and ‘Love, Desi’ on the other. He wore a gold St. Christopher’s medal on his neck marked ‘Darling,’ and carried a gold cigarette lighter engraved with the words, ‘Dear Desi, my love for you last much longer than this lighter, I betcha, Lucy.’ They always went on six or eight ‘honeymoon’ trips each year, and they embraced madly whether photographers were present or not. Also, they named everything in sight ‘Desilu,’ a combination of their names: their ranch, station wagon, boat, and even a special goulash invented by Desi…. But please realize one very important fact. Although Hollywood was often agog over Lucy and Desi’s public demonstrations of affection, it was never an act with them. They were truly in love.”
- Hollywood observer on Lucy & Desi, “The Real Story of Lucille Ball”