Chapter 9
Note: My readers - you're so amazing. Just thanks for your patience waiting. I did to this one chapter a lot of research. With photograph from the 50's and a lot of interviews with incredible and amazing Sandy Powell.
Well I proudly can said that tomorrow I will put the new one chapter. I have a lot of ideas.
So please enjoy!
If the sleep could come - she thought the dark-haired girl, shaking on the bed. She tried to sleep, but her thoughts were still to this evening kiss.
She remembered exactly how Cate pulled her tightly to her body. She touched by her hand Rooney's cheek and kissed her on the lips. No unnecessary words. Passionately. Insatiably. As if minion night was only the prelude. She answered right away. Their tongues. Hands.
Durable yet so for a moment and hugged tightly.
-Thank you, Patricia. - she whispered into her ear in Australian accent. -See you tomorrow. This day was really intense. - She added, stepping back and winking at her significantly.
-If something happened or I could help you to ...
-I know. - said the blonde woman and touching Rooney's cheek. -Good night, my Dear.
The door to her room shut down.
Silence.
She could not calm the mind. What's next? And anyway - time will tell. Turning once again, she swore softly. She liked Cate's voice, when woman pronounced her name. No Roon, not Rooney, just Patricia!
-Fuck it! I will not fall asleep. - she murmured to herself.
The girl finally got out of bed and lit a small lamp. She sat down at the table, taking the script in her hands. Her green eyes looked at the text. "Lincoln Tunnel." Her heart beat faster.
After all, it will be easy to play Therese. Respond on Cate's play. But are we really going to play? She smiled. Just hard to say.
Her eyes moved to the passage where Phyllis Nagy described the look as Therese moves on Carol's stockings. That lover look. With Hungry eyes. Full of tension.
-As during the last night ... - she thought with a smile.
"You belong to me."
She closed her eyes and sighed loudly. Her lips. Her body. Her blue eyes, including one-awaited moment. When her body shuddered, stopped for a moment, bending the arc. And her eyes ... then saturated blue and tears ...
She tried to calm the restless mind. "God, Rooney! You're Perv! "
"You belong to me ...
Maybe you'll be lonesome too
And blue "
I know perfectly well that Cate will have a really hard time. I can only and exclusively to support it. Husband, children ... Not only that continuous stress and fear it.
"You belong to me,
I'll be so alone without you. "
Time.
A knock at the door.
The blonde opened her eyes, listening.
Further knock.
-Jesus Christ! I open for the moment! - she shouted back, assuming a bathrobe. Chill cold floor sobered her.
She opened the door.
Red-haired woman smiled radiantly, seeing a slender blonde. She was holding a tray with two cups of coffee.
-Sandy! You could not wait to see me? - Cate said in a low voice, letting the woman inside.
-Of course! We arrived in this morning. - She responded with a charming British accent, putting coffee on a small table. She sat in the same place where Rooney sat yesterday.
Rooney ... Her heart griped. She could not hide from herself that during the night - she just missed Rooney. On the bedding she still has her strong smell . It was quite a strange feeling. She tried to realize she had felt something similar before.
-You don't will be download a measure for me, am i right? - she asked with amusement, parting the curtains. Frosty morning in Cincinatti greeted her gray mist.
-You know very well that after the last of cooperation does not have to. Designing clothes for you is my dream and a kind of fulfillment. You have the type of beauty that you can present in everything. But especially in "period movies." How with your boys?
Cate picked up her coffee and looked at Sandy. She did not like these questions.
-It's a long story. With boys well, recently they are in my mother place. Andrew didn't feel well - said the blonde, feeling the long, searching look of Sandy. Suddenly her blue eyes widened, realizing the situation. Her neck. These marks. Anyway ... I do not back time. Anyway, it was worth it.
-I just see, Cate. Is something going on? You seem to be absent.
-I'm absent, I have not drank coffee, Sandy. You came to me at seven o'clock in the morning, workaholic. - she said, and looked into her eyes in mock exasperation.
-And what about our Rooney Mara? Did you meet up?
The word "depth" flung her on the lips, but in a good moment, she bit her tongue.
-She is so charming girl. Anyway, you'll see, Sandy. - she responded with a smile and looked out the window.
-Of course, you're right. Her beauty type is contrasted. She's just like a porcelain doll. - Sandy added.
"A Doll?" - thought Cate, smiling to herself. She remembered exactly her laughing green eyes, when nestled at each other, breathing hard. How do I go back to normal? Job. Cate it's simply - focus.
Silence.
The blonde ran a hand through her hair. She drank coffee. Pleasant warm drink spilled over her body. She sighed softly and said boldly.
-Well, a lot of things isn't going well, Sandy. It could seems to you that I'm absent.
-I guess. Sometimes it is better not to inquire, right ?. - said the designer and looked straight into her eyes. Her next words interrupted by a knock at the door. Cate sighed.
-What the hell is wrong with those people from the morning? - She asked softly and rolled her blue eyes.
She opened the door and her eyes met with green gaze. She immediately smiled.
-You can not sleep? It's going well, because it is Sandy here. Oh and another coffee ... - she said, looking at her hands. -It will definitely be useful.
Rooney blushed.
-I ordered a breakfast for us. - she whispered quietly to the blondes and soon greeted with the designer.
-Well, I have you two. Just take your time and come to my place for an hour. We have a lot of work! Designs and costumes I'll show you them later. Todd also has to be with two or three people from make up. - said Sandy with verve in her voice and smiled to herself.
She noticed how Rooney looks at Cate.
She do not have to ask.
-I had a very shitty night. - dark-haired actress said softly after Sandy's leaving.
-I guess that you're not the only one. Sandy came to me before seven in the morning. You'll see that when it comes to work she's so adorable. She takes care of every detail. Anyway, you'll see today. - Cate smiled at her.
-I read a script yesterday. I could not sleep...
Patricia felt the blue gaze on her. Careful, long gaze. Cate opened her mouth to ask a question, but the young actress interrupted her.
-This scene when Carol with Therese driving by a car through the Lincoln Tunnel and Therese looks at her. I ... I know it's childish, but ... - she paused and looked at Cate's face. Gosh without any makeup - she looked beautifully. Red marks on her neck bore quite clearly. Sandy certainly had something to note. She had a sharp look. -I ... I know it's stupid, and you have a lot of your own problems, but ... At night I missed you. I had something to take my mind, and the more I read the script. The more I thought about you. About how must be hard for you now and ...
-Do not say anything. - Cate's low voice interrupted her. She went to her quickly and held her tightly. -Let's focus on the work. Todd completed graphic detail. - She said, slipping her hand into the dark hair. And this smell of her skin. She sighed loudly. -You even do not know, how hard was to me to sleep without you. Linens still smelled of you ... and the worst thing is that I can not promise you anything. I thought about all this and I feel that everything is slowly slipping through my fingers. After that, everything changed. - Cate stopped and pulled away from her, looking longer into green eyes of younger actress.
She did not have to say anything.
-Welcome to my kingdom, Ladies! - Sandy Powell said, spreading her arms wide. -Today - a little about the history and also I'll show you my projects. We'll do a small fitting. Todd come later. I've heard that from tomorrow you start rehearsals? - she asked, not expecting an answer. Her gaze directed towards Rooney.
-Yes. - she responded, smiling.
-Come to me, young lady. - Sandy said. -Get undressed. - She added, glancing at Cate. In response she laughed.
-So you could do a streaptease for us? - said with Australian frivolous tone, seeing as Rooney blushes. -I would not mind.
Their eyes met.
-And who's thinking about one thing? - added the younger actress feigning indignation.
Cate leaned on a nearby table and pulled out a cigarette. She was nervous about her mother and boys. Maybe something happened? I will call her later. I miss the boys too. - Blonde thought, lighting a cigarette. She watched as Sandy works as lying on Rooney underwear. Young red-haired girl came with the help of designer.
-Maggie, Here you will have to impersonate. Slightly narrower. Oh God, you're so tiny. - she said, moving her hands over the Rooney's skin. -You try this turtleneck and skirt. Hands up, young lady. I check a few things. Cate? - Sandy asked.
The blonde raised her head, pushing from a stray strand of hair from her face. She held a cigarette in her mouth. Sandy summoned her by hand. Cate wears a black, tight jeans. White shirt has recessed into pants. Long officers, black shoes and jacket. On the neck she tied casually a thin scarf in black and white stripes.
Cate ended smoke, put out a cigarette in an ashtray, which standing on the table. Her blue eyes rested on a younger woman. She could not drive away from the memories of the previous night. It was thrillingly. She could not forget the accelerated breathing of the younger actress. Her pleading moans and spasms. About her green eyes, which shone with tears. Her laughter at dawn and hot hands on her own bare back.
Her heart was beating wildly. Cate - just focus.
At this point, to accommodate several persons entered. She reacted immediately.
-Finally! How long we can wait for you? - Cate said, spreading her arms. She hugged everyone and she added. -So what Sandy? Are you ready?
-Almost. Please sit down at the table and we will start soon.
The blonde looked like Maggie with Sandy end check dress for Rooney. Of course, this was only the first fitting. No doubt there will be more just before the start until the picture. The girl went quickly change clothes, and when she returned she sat next to her on the spot.
Sandy, along with Todd unrolled pictures, magazines and projects. When they finished, everyone introduced themselves. It was three people from makeup and hairstyles, Sandy, Ed Todd, Maggie - assistant designer and the two main actresses.
-Just let me started. - Sandy said. -Well, Carol particularly interesting is because it is 1952 and 1952 is not the Fifties people think of because it still looks like the Forties. It is a transitional period, so the silhouette was going from the wide-shouldered look of the Forties to the more streamlined look of the Fifties, so it was really really exciting to do. With Todd has long talked about the visual inspiration for the film. I used mainly for projects of New York's street photographs by Ruth Orkin, or Vivian Maier.
Cate watched as sight Rooney moved by photos. After a moment, she picked up one of the Sandy's projects. She heard silent "wow" - coming out of her mouth. Cate smiled slightly and touched her small hand. Rooney blushed, but immediately moved the project in the hands of an elder actress.
She has a very hot hands. - Cate thought, eyes widening in surprise. This project was brilliant.
-Sandy, you did it perfectly. - Cate said, showing her the sketch, which was drawn character Therese. In the blue coat, plaid skirt and that red and yellow hat. -I just love that ridiculous hat!
Sandy smiled and added, after a moment
-As everybody know, Carol obviously was a wealthy woman from quite a conservative family, her husband and his family are fairly conservative and well-to-do. She's very up-to-date fashion-wise. My reference images for her were mostly from Vogue and Harper's BAZAAR from the actual date. I thought she would have afforded those clothes, but the style we chose for her was this leaner, long-lined look from the period as opposed to the very fashionable Dior New Look with the full skirts. I wanted her to look restrained and elegant and sophisticated and sort of sexy in that restraint. Well, sort of flesh showing, ever, but there's still sort of a quiet, erotic charge is how she looks.
-So, we need to talk a little more, Sandy. - Cate said with a smile.
-Well, my people, what is the most erotic part of the body? We should unlocking the character of Carol.
Rooney blushed, but she said quietly. Almost without thinking.
-Neck. - Cate looked at the profile of her face. She smiled involuntarily. -What? - Rooney whispered looking with amusement into her blue eyes.
-Wrists. - Cate added, in a low voice, seeing as Rooney cheeks red even more. Everything reminded them about last night.
Young actress pored lower lip. I can not forget. The night pulled the strings behind the existence of which was not even aware of before. Electrifying gaze women next to her. The smell of her perfume.
-Hands. - Ed added, looking at the faces of people gathered with undisguised amusement. -Sandy, why on the very first meeting you are very ...
-Perv! - Todd added, and laughed aloud. -Only looked at our main actress. Do you detect this abashment?
-Gosh, guys! I knew it, I should discuss it with them alone.
-Calves and waist! - Maggie added, pretending not to hear the earlier conversation. Sandy only nodded with satisfaction her head and looked toward the dark-haired woman.
-About my Dear Rooney. - designer said. -Therese is younger, a little more naive, and more dresses for comfort or practicality. She obviously has very little money; she was recently a student. A little bit arty, maybe a little bit bohemian, but really not as sophisticated as mannered or Carol. That's the point-she's in complete awe of Carol and how she looks and every tiny detail: the quality of the stockings and the fineness of the leather of the gloves. Then, you see That influence her character later when she finally has a bit of money and has split from Carol. I imagine that she spent her first paycheck from The New York Times on a new suit, when her style has sort of elevated itself-some of Carol's influence has rubbed off.
-Sandy, could you tell more about pallet of colors? - Rooney asked.
Todd and Sandy looked at each other.
-How can you guess, Todd provides a lot of incredible visual references in terms of feel and how it is going to be lighted. From that, I got a feeling of the color palette. It was not going to be saturated, super color, but with the odd highlight ... the reds and the yellows. I draw Therese's hat with accents of red and yellow, and for Cate I've a red coat as well. Of course for that period the coral is the most important color. I worked with Cate before, so I know that her peach skin the color will be perfect.
The rest, of course, in time. Today and tomorrow will be fitting.
-Well, it will be going intensely!
Group focused on Sandy's projects. Make-Up artists also brought their proposals of make-up, wigs and hairstyles.
Rooney watched everything from the side. She felt somewhere deep inside, that she is involved in something incredible and important. She was glad to have approved on the second proposal of Todd. She heard the sonorous laughter of woman sitting next to.
-God damn you! You did that wig? Awesome! Rooney, please - just look at this one! - Woman said, touching her hand discreetly.
Young actress looked at the blonde wig with curls. She smiled once.
-Well it fit to you perfectly. - said Rooney, blushing immediately. Next she felt her hand on her own. Cate laughed again and added in a low voice with an amazing American accent from the decade of 50's.
-Well, That's that. Just invite me round.
Group of people laughed. Rooney observed that Cate in the company is more extroverted. Her Australian weirdo sense of humor, cuteness and openness make her a really amazing person. Rooney knew too well her other side. Of course it was only the outline, but her mind's eye could see, by what Cate had to go.
Quote from the script stood before her eyes.
"Please believe that I would do anything to see you happy and so I do the only thing I can - I release you."
I want her to be happy, just like this morning.
