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How Marilyn Monroe kept in shape

It can be pretty harrowing when celebrities reveal what they actually eat to maintain their famous figures, though it’s comforting to know that some old school icons–so often regarded for their less draconian beauty ideals–also ate like complete weirdos in order to stay in shape. Marilyn Monroe laments her sacrifices in the image above, saying:

“Frankly, I’ve never considered my own figure so exceptional; until quite recently, I seldom gave it any thought at all. My biggest single concern used to be getting enough to eat. Now I have to worry about eating too much. I never used to bother with exercises. Now I spend at least 10 minutes each morning working out with small weights. I have evolved my own exercises, for the muscles I wish to keep firm, and I know they are right for me because I can feel them putting the proper muscles into play as I exercise.”

Yes, the gold standard of pin-up figures herself apparently followed an eccentric eating plan, according to a recently-unearthed 1952 issue of Pageant magazine. Even the world’s most famous hourglass had to… mix raw eggs into milk? Here’s the unexpectedly weird Marilyn Monroe diet:

Marilyn Monroe

Marilyn Monroe

BREAKFAST. I’ve been told that my eating habits are absolutely bizarre, but I don’t think so. Before I take my morning shower, I start warming a cup of milk on the hot plate I keep in my hotel room. When it’s hot, I break two raw eggs into the milk, whip them up with a fork, and drink them while I’m dressing. I supplement this with a multi-vitamin pill, and I doubt if any doctor could recommend a more nourishing breakfast for a working girl in a hurry.

DINNER. My dinners at home are startlingly simple. Every night I stop at the market near my hotel and pick up a steak, lamb chops or some liver, which I broil in the electric oven in my room. I usually eat four or five raw carrots with my meat, and that is all. I must be part rabbit; I never get bored with raw carrots.

P.S. It’s a good thing, I suppose, that I eat simply during the day, for in recent months I have developed the habit of stopping off at Wil Wright’s ice cream parlor for a hot fudge sundae on my way home from my evening drama classes. I’m sure that I couldn’t allow myself this indulgence were it not that my normal diet is composed almost totally of protein foods.”


So she mainlined protein (raw eggs and liver, even) until the evening, when she’d crack and eat a sundae.

Marilyn Monroe’s ID card sells

How much would you pay to take home the ID card Marilyn Monroe herself toted around Korea while honeymooning with Joe DiMaggio and performing for the United States’ troops? A lot? How about $57,000? As the guys on “Pawn Stars” might say, “that’s not even close to what I was thinking,” but lo and behold someone did indeed pony up that kind of loot for that one little piece of government-issued paper.

As unearthed by Buzzfeed, the auctioneers at Bonhams were able to fetch such a hefty sum for the signed Department of Defense identification card which belonged to one Norma Jeane DiMaggio on Feb. 8, 1954, even though their authenticity validation was maybe just a little shaky.

Marilyn Monroe

Marilyn Monroe

“Though this ID card has been reproduced as a souvenir item and sold in stores and has also been seen in many books, this piece appears to be the actual one that Monroe used,” the sellers reported.

Marilyn monroe

Marilyn monroe

Obviously, the buyer was not discomforted by the “appears to be” lingo, which is understandable because the blue-inked signature also “appears to be” pretty legit along with those fingerprints on the back.


Also available on the flip-side of the card are some vitals. Surprisingly, Monroe didn’t fib about her weight – it probably wouldn’t have been a good idea to lie to the government about anything in war time – so now we can probably put that whole “Marilyn was a size twelve in mom jeans” discourse to bed. The girl was 5’5 1/2′ and 118 pounds. You do the math. She was probably a size four … max.