Box office poison.
Katherine Hepburn paced the floor back and forth wondering when she was going to get the call from the top boss of the studio. She didn’t expect to hear from her agent, necessarily because she put in her plea all the way to the top. She wanted the role of Scarlett O’Hara, but David O. Selznick felt that Katherine did not have the sexual appeal that the part needed. The n
ight before the deadline, the big gun finally cast Vivien Leigh.
Wise choice.
My Uncle Sonny before he died took me to take my driver’s test. We drove out of town, and I was trying to make it on time. We were only 5 minutes late (you have to be there 45 mins before to sign in). I still had forty minutes to go. But, no dice. They would not let me take it.
I remember sitting in the back seat, trying to hold back the tears when he said something to me. He said, “Everything happens for a reason.”
At the time, I was like whatever, it was your fault I missed my test, but as I come to grow older I can now see the depth of what he was trying to teach me.
Sometimes you have to ask yourself, what role did you miss, what promotion you did not get, what raise passed you by, what sale did you fail to show up for? It may all hurt or irritate you all the same, but “everything happens for a reason”.
Hepburn was already torn apart from a whole bunch of flops that came her way. Back then, you did not argue, they 
gave you a script you did the movie. Simple as that.
Unlike, the Britneys of the days who have to play all their tragedies in front of the world, Ms. Hepburn quietly went back home to her parents. She knew that the studio was going to drop her. She could feel it. Wanting to beat them to the punch, she bought out her contract. But, don’t even think for a second that she was at home resting on her laurels. This woman has strength. Don’t forget that she was the one who found her brother’s lifeless body hanging in the closet at a very young age. He seemed to buckle his knees underneath him purposely because he was taller than the bar that held the hangers.
Like we all should do in a time of rebirth, she sought solitude to think. And think she did.
Within a year a good friend of her’s, Philip Barry, wrote a play called The Philadelphia Story. He wrote it for her and no one else. Hepburn returned to her roots on Broadway. It was a smashing success.
You see Ms. Hepburn was great at the time, but some of us didn’t know it yet. Just like I can secretly imagine many of you don’t know all your great powers…yet. Mind you, possums, they are not hidden. They are always there. When are you going to use them. Why suffocate? Doesn’t all life require breath?
She went to her lover that time, Howard Hughes for money. She wanted a loan to buy out the film rights to the play. When asked why she did it, she answered,”I thought it would be pratical. I knew that once the play came out all the big name actresses would want it and if I held the rights, the studio would have no choice, but to use me.”
What arrogance!
How smart.
Ms. Hepburn, grabbed control of her career and her life. She went on to become nominated for a Best Actress Oscar. Her career was revived almost overnight.
What we learn from Ms. Hepburn is that she did not want the love from an audience.Love could be fickle in the age of celebrity. She only wanted a little respect for her talents only. You see just like you, I imagine, have talents that far outweigh all the challenges that come your way. Remember, you are a spirit occupying a body only. You are not the vessel. The vessel is just a 
home. You are divine. Once you’ve come to realize how divine you are, then the miracles start to happen.
Katherine Hepburn was straightforward and unconventional. She didn’t look like the blonde bombshells of her time. Ms. Hepburn hated make-up and preferred to wear pantsuits. And man could she wear those pants! Do you notice whenever magazines do a piece on the pants of the season, they always without a doubt have a picture of Ms. Hepburn in its sidebars, wearing some spectacular pair of slacks. Them pants hung on her like drapes-long and wispy.
She spoke her mind.
Who is going to speak for you? We are all quick to talk on behalf of children’s rights, because we feel that they don’t have a voice (which is true). But, what about yourself. When was the last time you spoke up to yourself and demanded excellence? I am not talking about bashing yourself when things don’t go your way. I believe in being precious with the soul. I am talking about if you are happy with the life your living? Can you imagine what might have been if Ms. Hepburn didn’t take the steps? Could you imagine what your life could be if you did?
Her tongue was sharp and she was outspoken.
When she met Spencer Tracy (for the first time and the man who would turn out to be the love of her life) before the filming of the movie “Woman of the Year”, she said to him, “Mr. Tracy, I think I will be a bit too tall for you.”
He replied, “Don’t worry Miss Hepburn, I will cut you down to size.”
And my possums, the moral of the story is as poor as a beggar man can get, when he receives the nickel 
from you, that smile is not for appreciation of your actions, but the smile reveals the lesson that he has taught you.
Nothing can be more refined than a pussy…bow
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I even pillaged my mother’s closet for some pussy bows. They are from the seventies. Now that is one old pussy…!
tiny earring or a small bracelet.
unnervingly sexy? Knowing that with one quick of the fingers the whole thing can unravel.
Heartbroken, Lucresia Linton decided to turn to the internet. She believes that if God gives you lemons, then you must order your very rude child to make you a pitcher of lemonade and go find an audience elsewhere!
