Marilyn Monroe Statistics, Measurements, Waist, Hips, Bust, Bra Size, Weight, Height, Figure Shape, Dress And Shoe Size

Marilyn Monroe Weight?

119 lbs (54 kg)

Marilyn Monroe Height?

5′ 5½” (1.66 m)

Marilyn Monroe Measurements?

36-24-34

Marilyn Monroe bra size?

36D

Marilyn Monroe shoe size: 7AA (US)

Marilyn Monroe Star Sign: Gemini

Date Of Birth (Birthday)

1 June 1926, Los Angeles, California, USA

Date of Death

5 August 1962, Los Angeles, California, USA (drug overdose)

Birth Name

Norma Jeane Mortenson

Nickname

The Blonde Bombshell

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Nationality: United States of America

Spouse: Arthur Miller (m. 1956-1961), Joe DiMaggio (m. 1954-1954), James Dougherty (m. 1942-1946)

Parents: Martin Edward Mortensen, Gladys Pearl Baker

Marilyn Monroe was an American actress, model, and singer, who became a major sex symbol, starring in a number of commercially successful motion pictures during the 1950s and early 1960s.

Marilyn Monroe Quotes

It might be kind of a relief to be finished. It’s sort of like you don’t know what kind of a yard dash you’re running, but then you’re at the finish line and you sort of sigh – you’ve made it! But you never have. You have to start all over again.

I think that sexuality is only attractive when it’s natural and spontaneous.

I sleep in the nude but I pull the sheets up.

When it comes down to it, I let them think what they want. If they care enough to bother with what I do, then I’m already better than them.

I remember when I got the part in Gentlemen Prefer Blondes. Jane Russell, she was the brunette in it and I was the blonde. She got $200,000 for it, and I got my $500 a week, but that to me was, you know, considerable. She, by the way, was quite wonderful to me. The only thing was I couldn’t get a dressing room. I said, finally, I really got to this kind of level, I said, “Look, after all, I am the blonde, and it is Gentlemen Prefer Blondes!” Because still they always kept saying, “Remember, you’re not a star.” I said, “Well, whatever I am, I am the blonde!”

Who said nights were for sleep?

We are all born sexual creatures, thank God, but it’s a pity so many people despise and crush this natural gift.

I’m for the individual as opposed to the corporation. The way it is the individual is the underdog, and with all the things a corporation has going for them the individual comes out banged on her head. The artist is nothing. It’s really tragic.

People had a habit of looking at me like I was some kind of mirror instead of a person. They didn’t see me, they saw their own lewd thoughts, then they white-masked themselves by calling me the lewd one.

There is nothing positive about being fat. And there is nothing positive about loving yourself. We all need to conform to society’s expectations of who we are and if we don’t, who will? Life is more enjoyable when you are thin and pretty. I was never fat a day in my life and I never will.

Creativity has got to start with humanity and when you’re a human being, you feel, you suffer.

Fame is like caviar. It’s good to have caviar, but not every damned day!

Let yourself go, the pleasure of physical movement is so important. If that’s a problem, you say to yourself, what is there that I am afraid of, or hiding? Maybe your libido!

I have always felt comfortable in blue jeans. I have found it interesting, however, that people also whistle at blue jeans. I have to admit that I like mine to fit. There’s nothing I hate worse than baggy blue jeans.

I want the world to see my body.

Men who think that a woman’s past love affairs lessen her love for them are stupid. A woman can bring a new love to each man that she loves, providing that there are not too many.

The public doesn’t mind people living together without being married, providing they don’t overdo it.

I love a natural look in pictures. I like people with a feeling one way or another – it shows an inner life. I like to see that there’s something going on inside them.

My problem is that I drive myself… I’m trying to become an artist, and to be true, and sometimes I feel I’m on the verge of craziness, I’m just trying to get the truest part of myself out, and it’s very hard. There are times when I think, ‘All I have to be is true’. But sometimes it doesn’t come out so easily. I always have this secret feeling that I’m really a fake or something, a phony.

I want to be a big star more than anything. It’s something precious.

I’m not interested in money, I just want to be wonderful.

A career is wonderful, but you can’t curl up with it on a cold night.

Sometimes I think it would be easier to avoid old age, to die, young, but then you’d never complete your life, would you? You’d never wholly know yourself…

A dollar for your thoughts…

I’ve been on a calendar, but never on time.

No one ever told me I was pretty when I was a little girl. All little girls should be told they’re pretty, even if they aren’t.

In Hollywood a girl’s virtue is much less important than her hairdo. You’re judged by how you look, not by what you are. Hollywood’s a place where they’ll pay you a thousand dollars for kiss, and fifty cents for your soul. I know, because I turned down the first offer often enough and held out for the fifty.

Dogs never bite me. Just humans.

Sex is a part of nature. I go along with nature.

Fame will go by and, so long, I’ve had you, Fame. If it goes by, I’ve always known it was fickle.

I knew I belonged to the public and to the world, not because I was talented or even beautiful, but because I never had belonged to anything or anyone else.

People had a habit of looking at me as if I were some kind of mirror instead of a person. They didn’t see me, they saw their own lewd thoughts, then they white-masked themselves by calling me the lewd one.

A sex-symbol becomes a thing, I just hate being a thing. But if I’m going to be a symbol of something I’d rather have it sex than some other things we’ve got symbols of.

The truth is I’ve never fooled anyone. I’ve let people fool themselves. They didn’t bother to find out who and what I was. Instead they would invent a character for me. I wouldn’t argue with them. They were obviously loving somebody I wasn’t. When they found this out, they would blame me for disillusioning them—and fooling them.

To put it bluntly, I seem to have a whole superstructure with no foundation. But I’m working on the foundation.

If I had observed all the rules, I’d never have gotten anywhere.

I want to grow old without face-lifts… I want to have the courage to be loyal to the face that I have made.

It’s often just enough to be with someone. I don’t need to touch them. Not even talk. A feeling passes between you both. You’re not alone.

I’m a failure as a woman. My men expect so much of me, because of the image they’ve made of me and that I’ve made of myself, as a sex symbol. Men expect so much, and I can’t live up to it.

It stirs up envy, fame does. People you run into feel that, well, who does she think she is, Marilyn Monroe? They feel fame gives them some kind of privilege to walk up to you and say anything to you, you know, of any kind of nature – and it won’t hurt your feelings.

Fame is fickle, and I know it. It has it’s compensations but it also has it’s drawbacks, and I’ve experienced them both.

My illusions didn’t have anything to do with being a fine actress. I knew how third rate I was. I could actually feel my lack of talent, as if it were cheap clothes I was wearing inside. But my God, how I wanted to learn, to change, to improve!

If I play a stupid girl, and ask a stupid question, I’ve got to follow it through. What am I supposed to do, look intelligent?

An actor is supposed to be a sensitive instrument. Isaac Stern takes good care of his violin. What if everyone jumped on his violin?

There was my name up in lights. I said, “God, somebody’s made a mistake!” But there it was in lights. And I sat there and said, “Remember, you’re not a star”. Yet there it was up in lights.

Some people have been unkind. If I say I want to grow as an actress, they look at my figure. If I say I want to develop, to learn my craft, they laugh. Somehow they don’t expect me to be serious about my work.

I was never used to being happy, so that wasn’t something I ever took for granted. I did sort of think, you know, marriage did that. You see, I was brought up differently from the average American child because the average child is brought up expecting to be happy – that’s it, successful, happy, and on time.

You know, when you grow up you can get kind of sour, I mean, that’s the way it can go.

Wouldn’t it be nice to be like men and get notches in your belt and sleep with most attractive men and not get emotionally involved?

I used to think as I looked at the Hollywood night, “There must be thousands of girls sitting alone like me, dreaming of becoming a movie star. But I’m not going to worry about them. I’m dreaming the hardest.”

The trouble with censors is they worry if a girl has cleavage. They ought to worry if she hasn’t any.

I used to say to myself, “What the devil have you got to be proud about, Marilyn Monroe?” And I’d answer, “Everything, everything”.

I want to be an artist, an actress with integrity.

I’ve never dropped anyone I believed in.

I restore myself when I’m alone. A career is born in public — talent in private.

Talent is developed in privacy… but everybody is always tugging at you. They’d all like sort of a chunk at you. They’d kind of like to take pieces out of you.

I want to be an artist… not an erotic freak. I don’t want to be sold to the public as a celluloid aphrodisiacal.

I’ve never liked the name Marilyn. I’ve often wished that I had held out that day for Jean Monroe. But I guess it’s too late to do anything about it now.

If you can make a girl laugh, you can make her do anything.

Personally, I react to Marlon Brando. He’s a favorite of mine.

Speaking of Oscars, I would win overwhelmingly if the Academy gave an Oscar for faking orgasms. I have done some of my best acting convincing my partners I was in the throes of ecstasy.

When Clark Gable died, I cried for 2 days straight. I couldn’t eat or sleep.

Everyone’s a star and deserves the right to twinkle.

Arthur Miller wouldn’t have married me if I had been nothing but a dumb blonde.

I’m selfish, impatient, and a little insecure. I make mistakes, I’m out of control, and at times hard to handle. But if you can’t handle me at my worst, then you sure as hell don’t deserve me at my best.

I have always been deeply terrified to really be someone’s wife since I know from life one cannot love another, ever, really.

Hollywood is a place where they’ll pay you $50,000 for a kiss and 50c for your soul.

It’s better to be unhappy alone than unhappy with someone.

It was the creative part that kept me going, trying to be an actress. I enjoy acting when you really hit it right.

I did what they said and all it got me was a lot of abuse. Everyone’s just laughing at me. I hate it. Big breasts, big ass, big deal.

I won’t be satisfied until people want to hear me sing without looking at me.

Imperfection is beauty, madness is genius and it’s better to be absolutely ridiculous than absolutely boring.

The body is meant to be seen, not all covered up.

I love to do things that censors won’t pass.

I believe that everything happens for a reason. People change so that you can learn to let go, things go wrong so that you appreciate them when they’re right, you believe lies so you eventually learn to trust no one but yourself, and sometimes good things fall apart so better things can fall together.

I have feelings too. I am still human. All I want is to be loved, for myself and for my talent.

I knew I belonged to the public and to the world, not because I was talented or even beautiful, but because I had never belonged to anything or anyone else.

Boys think girls are like books, If the cover doesn’t catch their eye they won’t bother to read what’s inside.

I’ve often stood silent at a party for hours listening to my movie idols turn into dull and little people.

When you’re young and healthy you can plan on Monday to commit suicide, and by Wednesday you’re laughing again.

Suicide is a person’s privilege. I don’t believe it’s a sin or a crime, it’s your right if you do. Though it doesn’t get you anywhere.

The other girls rode to school in a bus. I had no nickel to pay for the ride. Rain or shine, I walked the two miles from my “aunt’s” home to the school. I hated the walk, I hated the school. I had no friends. The pupils seldom talked to me and never wanted me in their games. Nobody ever walked home with me or invited me to visit their homes. This was partly because I came from the poor part of the district where all the Mexicans and Japanese lived. It was also because I couldn’t smile at anyone.

How or why I can act – and I’m not sure I can – is the thing for me to understand. The torture, let alone the day to day happenings – the pain one cannot explain to another.

Executives can get colds and stay home and phone in – but the actor? How dare you get a cold or a virus! I wish they had to act a comedy with a temperature and a virus infection! I’m there to give a performance, not to be disciplined by a studio. This isn’t supposed to be a military school, after all.

[on homosexuality] No sex is wrong if there’s love involved.

As long as I can remember, I’ve always loved people.

What the world really needs is a real feeling of kinship. Everybody: stars, laborers, Negroes, Jews, Arabs. We are all brothers. Please don’t make me a joke. End the interview with what I believe.

People always ask me if I believe diamonds are a girl’s best friend. Frankly, I don’t.

I have favorite motion-picture stars, like everyone else. You know who mine are? My favorite is Marlon Brando. I mean, really, I believe we’d be an interesting combination. I’ve said that about Marlon for a long time, but we haven’t found the right story. Can you imagine us on the big screen? I hope something happens soon. Greta Garbo, I’ve never met her. It really bugs me when I miss one of her films on TV. Oh, if you could only get me to meet her! I’ve also heard wonderful things about Jeanne Eagels and Laurette Taylor. And the one they called the Blond Bombshell: Jean Harlow. Kay Kendall was a great comedian. She was really talented. I would have loved working with Gerard Philipe, the handsome French star- his films I’ve been told were a huge success in France, as were his stage plays. I was told he wanted to make films with me. Oh, what a shame we never got the opportunity. We would have made an interesting team. What a shame. He was so young to die; he was thirty-six. He had been ill and apparently died of a heart attack.

Nearly everyone I knew talked to me about God. They always warned me not to offend Him.

Drugs pull you down and shut the lid on life. Pot opens everything up. All the anxieties, the creepy crawly blues, it all just drifts away and you can slowly remember what it feels like to be alive. Even more importantly, you can take a step back from the crap that’s flying and see what really is important, which of the many things in your life really deserves worrying about. Not much!