By Lynell Seabold Ava standing on the porch of her home on Nichols Canyon Road in the Hollywood Hills. Every once in a while, everything lines up in your life just right. That was the case for me in 2017. I had recently been promoted to Director of the Ava Gardner Museum, and I had... Continue Reading →
With Her Name in Lights and Her Feet in the Dirt
Rita Hayworth once said that the problem with her life was that the men in it fell in love with Gilda, her most glamorous role, and woke up the next morning with her. That’s a sentiment I can fully identify with. I’ve always felt a prisoner of my image, felt that people preferred the myths... Continue Reading →