I actually love doing period pieces, purely because it takes you into a different world, mentally. The clothes you have to wear are so far from our everyday clothes that it immediately helps with the character and putting you in that mind frame.
He was doing - Ray was designing the clothes for my mom's show from California. And one of the first appearances I ever made on television was on my mother's show and Ray and Bob did the clothes for that. It has been a long time.
It's always uncomfortable for me when I take off my shirt. No one else is taking their shift off. Why is everyone else in these movies bundled up in layers of clothing and I'm taking my clothes off all the time?
When we did Dynasty, it was the clothes. I think the clothes affected every woman around the world. I got so many letters, I think we made the designer a millionaire!
Clothes are just a Show off... I consider them UNIFORM bcoz at d end of day My SWEAT defines how Hard I Worked n not d clothes.
A rich person is just a poor person with a crown and elaborate clothing, and a poor person is just a rich person with a crownless head and ragged clothing.
I’ve got hair in my mouth, because I replaced my teeth with my cat. This makes it more fun to pet my gums.
Respect doesn’t have to be shiny. It just needs to be wearable. Would you be so kind as to hold my jockstrap while I stir your hot coffee?
Sleeping in a tinfoil suit keeps me warmer and helps prepare me for my voyage to the moon. Would you care for some licorice?
I refuse to dispense chewable advice for free. I’m not a bubblegum machine. No, my fees are 25 cents higher.
I admire the Stanley Cup. I’ll bet winning it could provide enough clean water for half of Africa (the middle half).
I was seen spotted with an older woman and a girl half my height in age. A leopard was also spotted.
I think people over the age of 6’2” look great. Just look at me! I was born in less than 19.82 inches.
The best date I’ve ever been on was March 5th, 1982, the year I was born. For as long as I live, I’ll never forget that date.
The moon looked like melted mozzarella to my bleary and blurry vision. Was I tired, intoxicated, or in love? Or was I sober, asleep, and alone?
My dreams and ambitions kept me company on the way there, and despair and regret were passengers on my return trip. I should have ridden a horse and not bothered with all that.
A pear, an apple, and a banana in a basket on a table isn’t art, no matter how skillfully painted. But it is something to talk about, or at least a tasty way to utilize one’s mouth.
I saw two statues talking to each other. I didn’t hear what they were saying, perhaps because they were whispering.
Who art thou? Are you art, or a guy named Art? Doesn’t matter. What does matter is, Are you for sale?
Too bad Americans can’t export Awesome, because I have boxes and boxes of the stuff just lying around in my attic.
I like watching baseball as much as my grandma’s left ear is loud. (She’d probably give her right ear for a left ear that wasn’t soundproof).
