At a Hollywood party, late 1953. Little Norma Jeane Baker had achieved her dream—she knew what it was like to be beautiful, famous, glamorous, and loved. But it wasn’t all she had dreamed it would be. “It’s funny,” she said, “how success makes so many people hate you. I wish it wasn’t that way. It would be wonderful to enjoy success without seeing envy in the eyes of those around you.”