Pearls have a fascinating way of uniting women across the great social and economic divide. That’s the conclusion I have arrived at from countless pleasurable hours of immersing myself in old movies, respectfully referred to by pseudo-pundits like myself as classics.
Over the years, my interest in pearls so smoothly overlaps my passion for vintage cinema, that I find my eyes straying to the graceful necks of some leading ladies, simply because they happen to be wearing this most sought after treasure of the water.
In the 1950 drama, All About Eve, Anne Baxter, plays the lead as a down and out, aspiring actress. She wears a thin necklace of the most modest pearls, while Celeste Holm, in the role of an established writer’s wife, proudly displays her gleaming white triple strands, encircling her neck like luscious grapes.
The iconic Audrey Hepburn, forever etched into our memories as Holly Golightly in Breakfast at Tiffany’s, wears her pearls as one to the manor born, although the protagonist has actually had a rough childhood with humble beginnings. Shakespeare in Love has just about made it to the classic category, being nearly twenty years old. Judi Dench, plays Elizabeth I, magnificently attired, no, bedecked, in pearls of every size and shape – in her hair, exquisitely embroidered on her ornate gown, covering her ample bosom, spilling over in layer upon layer.
Doris Day, anyone? The all-American girl-next-door, also in pearls… A powerful monarch, a housewife; an ambitious actress, a social climber. Move over, naysayers. Pearls are for EVERY woman!!