April 23rd
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darlinghepburn:

Audrey in Rome

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April 21st
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Audrey Hepburn on the Paramount lot. Photo by Bob Willoughby, 1953.

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April 12th
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Audrey Hepburn in her apartment building in London, photographed by Walter Carone, 1951

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April 10th
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April 2nd
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rareaudreyhepburn:

Audrey Hepburn on the phone at her rented Los Angeles apartment during the production of Sabrina, 1953.

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March 27th
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vintagegal:

Audrey Hepburn, 1953

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March 24th
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maddynorris:

Audrey Hepburn, 1954

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March 11th
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March 10th
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Best Actress winner Audrey Hepburn for “Roman Holiday” during the 26th Annual Academy Awards on March 25, 1954. 
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March 4th
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Audrey Hepburn and Grace Kelly waiting backstage at the RKO Pantages Theatre, during the 28th Annual Academy Awards, 1956.
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February 23rd
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if they ever make a biopic about audrey hepburn…natalie portman in the title role please

February 22nd
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vintagegal:

Audrey Hepburn c. 1950s

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February 15th
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November 25th
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The blues are because you’re getting fat and maybe it’s been raining too long, you’re just sad that’s all. The mean reds are horrible. Suddenly you’re afraid and you don’t know what you’re afraid of. Do you ever get that feeling?

November 25th
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You know what’s wrong with you, Miss Whoever-you-are? You’re chicken, you’ve got no guts. You’re afraid to stick out your chin and say, “Okay, life’s a fact, people do fall in love, people do belong to each other, because that’s the only chance anybody’s got for real happiness.” You call yourself a free spirit, a “wild thing,” and you’re terrified somebody’s gonna stick you in a cage. Well baby, you’re already in that cage. You built it yourself. And it’s not bounded in the west by Tulip, Texas, or in the east by Somali-land. It’s wherever you go. Because no matter where you run, you just end up running into yourself.