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Annabella (1907-1996) by Cecil Beaton, c.1938
French actress, first wife of Tyrone Power
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Annabella 1933 (photo: George Hoyningen-Huene)
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Annabella aka annabellaivyy
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Annabella in Le Million (1931)
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annabella stamps for @aurore-vacances, credit to use.
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Annabella 1940
📸 Virgil Apger
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thebarroomortheboy · 1 year
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No. That's wrong. I was there when the truth happened. We're not victim and culprit. We're accomplices.
Hôtel du Nord (1938) dir. Marcel Carné
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citizenscreen · 9 months
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1940 publicity photo of Tyrone Power and Annabella. They were married from 1939 to 1948.
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maidoftheday · 1 year
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Today’s Maid of the Day: Annabella from Tower of Fantasy
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cljordan-imperium · 7 months
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Back To The 20's - Pt 1
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Rose & Alfie Solomons belong to @raincoffeeandfandoms
Annabella has been alive a very long time, see what she was getting up to in the 1920's in England....
“Are you quite ready?  With all that primping one might think you are a woman.” A smirk formed on Anna’s lips as she looked Jasper up and down.  Oh, she did love to tease him so.  The handsome demon was fun to tease, and he was always one to return the favor later.
His head turning slowly from judging his visage in the mirror, Jasper’s brilliant blues met an almost identical set on Annabella’s gorgeous’s face as his head tipped to the side, his lips pursing slightly.  “Now darling, how many times have we been delayed as I waited on your gorgeous ass to finish getting ready?”  One dark blonde brow raising in amusement.  Had anyone else dared to poke at him, he might have become annoyed, but the attractive blonde teasing him currently would get a pass.  He absolutely adored her, for many reasons.
“The difference, love, is that I *AM* a woman.  You’re supposed to wait on me.” The tease continued as her chin slightly lifted in the air.  “It takes time to look this devastatingly gorgeous.” Her eyes slightly narrowed in amusement as her smirk increased
“Now, darling, we both know that you wake up looking like the angels smiled on you the day you were born.” Jasper gave her a devilish smile as he sauntered over to her and captured her chin between his thumb and forefinger.  “And don’t try to argue with me, for I shall not hear a word of it.  Do not make me call on Jean Pierre and Armaund when we return to New Orleans and tell them you misbehaved while we were here.  You do know I do love getting you in trouble, love.”  He winked and tapped the end of her nose with his forefinger before turning to the side and offering her his arm.  “Now, I believe we need to go or we shall be late for the appointment with your friend Rose and her husband Alfie was it?” Being back in England after so many years was a treat.  With his accent being what it was, he was the one that fit in and she was the one sticking out, something he enjoyed.
“Yes, and be nice, they’re human.” Anna’s delicate hand slid into the crook of Jasper’s elbow as she looked at him from the corner of her eye.  “No trying to drink him under the table, we want him alive at the end of the visit.” A slight chuckle followed her words. 
“Always ruining my fun!” He scoffed as he escorted her out to the waiting motorcar, one of the finest in all of London.  One of the newest as well.  “I will try, love.  I suppose I can’t eat him either?” A brow rose, his head turning to look at her as he helped her up and into the car.  The rolling of her eyes and the deep sigh she gave had him laughing as he joined her.  He did so love riling her up, and was glad she was always a good sport.
It seemed no time at all, they were pulling up before the house that Rose and Alfie shared. There was another warning issued to Jasper, whose eyes sparkled with mischief and a daring smirk that Anna was well familiar with.  She knew her patience would be tested this evening, but she could give just as well as he could.  She had considered others to bring with her, but given Alfie’s profession, she also needed someone who would not cow to the man.  As a friend of Tommy Shelby’s, she did have to keep up appearances after all. Jasper could be charming, but he bowed to very few, and none of them humans.
“Remember, behave…” Anna whispered one last warning as she exited the car to once more slip her hand into the crook of the handsome demon’s elbow.  The devilish grin on his face and the wink she got in return told her that he would behave himself, to a point, and that point was just enough to keep him on her good side.  They did have an almost 200 year friendship, and for some reason he valued it.  Who was she to question?
Before they’d even stepped up to the heavy wooden door of the English countryside home, it swung open and they were greeted by the beaming face of Rose Solomons, her burly and surly husband a step behind her.  “Annabella, I do believe you must be jealous of the fair Rose, you downplayed the lovely English maiden’s beauty,” Jasper flirted before taking Rose’s hand and brushing a chaste kiss across her knuckles. Just enough to be charming but not enough to get him shot by either the female, or her husband.
The men had just finished introducing themselves and shaking hands when the ladies turned towards them.  It seemed Jasper did know how to get in good graces with the Mad Baker, as he had just pulled out two fine cigars from his inner breast pocket.  “I think they’re going to do just fine without us.” Rose teased, leaning her head in towards Anna’s.  “He seems to have anticipated one of my husband’s interests.” The beauty smirked.
A slap on his upper arm was Anna’s response before Rose found herself enveloped in a tight hug.  “Ignore him, he’s being cheeky as always.”  Anna’s French accent made her voice almost melodious as she laughed while greeting her friend.  “If he didn’t think YOU would shoot him he’d be worse.” A quick kiss was dropped on Rose’s cheek before she pulled back and shook her head as the light danced in her eyes while she laughed.
Anna wanted to see them and to give her some advice on protection, possibly even training of female guards.  Rose might know exactly who and what she was sitting next to, but she did know that Anna was in the upper echelons of the syndicate that ran New Orleans, that was not a secret from the Shelbys or Alfie.   They just didn’t know exactly what that syndicate entailed, it was safer for them all that way.
“This might be our best chance to escape before we get roped into a discussion and once you get Jasper talking, it is hard to get that man to shut up.  I think he might have been a woman in a previous life.”  Anna gave the beautiful woman a wink and linked arms with her to hurry with her back towards the car that she and Jasper had arrived in 
The driver was dutifully standing with the door to the back open with a conspiratorial grin on his face, he did know the woman who employed him well.  He would be taking her to near the girls’ school and the boarding house that Rose had set up for women that needed protecting, where he would be switched out for a female driver.  It had been arranged for when Anna had first set up the visit, not wanting even the driver to spook anyone.  She could have had him switch forms, but that might have freaked Rose out a bit more than she was ready for.  Not all humans were aware that “others” walked amongst them, and Anna wasn’t sure that all of the rum in Alfie’s distillery could help with that shock!  
(I got wordy, so this is going to take a few parts. LOL)
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ubiq80 · 1 year
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Annabella. Bow Wow Wow. 1981
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gatabella · 2 years
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Rita Hayworth, Annabella and Ingrid Bergman at the gala of Grande Nuit de Paris, 1948
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gatutor · 10 months
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Annabella-Jean Gabin "La bandera" 1935, de Julien Duvivier.
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