ilovedeanmartin:

Picture of the day

xluvmary:

Dean and Jerry together in a rare sighting after 1956 

xluvmary:

In honor of Frank today….Jerry backstage (camera in hand) with Frances Albert, early 1970’s

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(Source: retrospector1950)

(via stevens-cat)

Suddenly, at Broadway and Fifty-fourth, Sonny spotted someone across the street: a tall, dark and incredibly handsome man in a camel’s-hair coat. His name, Sonny said, was Dean Martin. Just looking at him intimidated me: How does anybody get that handsome.

I smiled at the sight of him in that camel’s-hair coat. Harry Horseshit, I thought. That was what we used to call a guy who thought he was smooth with the ladies. Anybody who wore a camel’s-hair overcoat, with a camel’s-hair belt and fake diamond cuff links, was automatically Harry Horseshit.

But this guy, I knew, was the real deal. He was standing with a shorter, older fellow, and when he saw Sonny, he waved us over. We crossed the street. I was amazed all over again when I saw how good-looking he was - long, rugged face; great profile; thick, dark brows and eyelashes. And a suntan in March! How’d he manage that? I could see he had kind of a twinkle as he talked to the older guy. Charisma is a word I would learn later. All I knew then was that I couldn’t take my eyes off Sonny’s pal.

Jerry Lewis

(Source: elleryqueen)

ragdoll230:

Jerry Lewis, Edyth Gormé, and Jack Carter