It was a hot August day and I had been out making the rounds, and I was sweaty because in those days you had to wear your high heels and your gloves and everything. I went into my agent’s office because it had air conditioning, and I was sitting out talking to my friend who was the receptionist. What looked like an ad for an ice cream soda, there was Paul in a seersucker suit, which looked so pristine, and his shirt, no sweat, big blue eyes, lots of curly hair and everything, and I thought… ugh! Oh that’s disgusting!” —Joanne Woodward (on seeing Paul for the first time)
It doesn’t get better than this! Gorgeous!