Age: 80
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Goldie Jeanne Hawn (born November 21, 1945) is an American actress, director, producer, and occasional singer. She started as a dancer, first in New York and then in Los Angeles. On the cast of TV's Laugh-In, the mod comedy show of the late 1960s, she flubbed jokes in a bikini and became one of the show's most popular co-stars. She then proved the ding-a-ling act was just an act -- she won an Oscar for a supporting role in Cactus Flower (1969, with Walter Matthau) and turned in a solid performance in Steven Spielberg's The Sugarland Express (1974). She had her first blockbuster, Private Benjamin in 1980, and has since had a steady career as a leading lady in hits and misses, often acting as her own producer. Some of her movies include Shampoo (1975, starring Warren Beatty), Overboard (1987, with Kurt Russell), Bird on a Wire (1990, with Mel Gibson), Death Becomes Her (1992, with Bruce Willis), Housesitter (1992, with Steve Martin), The First Wives Club (1996, with Diane Keaton), and The Banger Sisters (2002, with Susan Sarandon), among many others. She has been in a decades-long relationship with actor Kurt Russell and is the mother of actress Kate Hudson, actor Oliver Hudson, and actor Wyatt Russell.
Goldie Hawn
Analea Collins
for Analea Collins in The Seven Year Slip
Suggested by thyralibre
Sometimes, the worst day of your life happens, and you have to figure out how to live after it. So Clementine forms a plan to keep her heart safe: stay busy, work hard, find someone decent to love, and try to remember to chase the moon. The last one is silly and obviously metaphorical, but her aunt always told her that you needed at least one big dream to keep going. And for the last year, that plan has gone off without a hitch. Mostly. The love part is hard because she doesn’t want to get too close to anyone—she isn’t sure her heart can take it. And then she finds a strange man standing in the kitchen of her late aunt’s apartment. A man with kind eyes and a Southern drawl and a taste for lemon pies. The kind of man that, before it all, she would’ve fallen head-over-heels for. And she might again. Except, he exists in the past. Seven years ago, to be exact. And she, quite literally, lives seven years in his future. Her aunt always said the apartment was a pinch in time, a place where moments blended together like watercolors. And Clementine knows that if she lets her heart fall, she’ll be doomed. After all, love is never a matter of time—but a matter of timing.
