Jess Brolin, born into a family of accomplished entertainers, once enjoyed the security of a trust fund but eventually lost it all. Choosing to carve his own path, he distanced himself from his affluent relatives to live life on his own terms. While his circumstances have recently improved, they remain a far cry from his family’s wealth.

Jess Brolin, the son of actor James Brolin, once had financial stability through an inheritance left by his late mother. But after his funds ran out, he lost his home and spent years without permanent shelter, sometimes sleeping in his truck or out in the open.

Meanwhile, his father, James, and stepmother, Barbra Streisand, reside in a multimillion-dollar Malibu estate. Jess’s financial troubles can be traced back to a turning point in his life — the loss of his mother decades ago and the depletion of his six-figure inheritance.

Jess Brolin’s Early Life and Financial Decline

Jess was born on February 7, 1972, to actor James Brolin and wildlife conservationist Jane Cameron Agee. His parents had a turbulent marriage, eventually divorcing when Jess was around 12 years old.

While his father built a successful Hollywood career, his mother dedicated herself to rescuing and raising wild animals on her ranch. Tragically, Jane died in a car accident in 1995, leaving Jess with a six-figure trust fund.

For years, the inheritance provided him with financial security, allowing him to live independently. However, by 2011, the funds had run out, and he was evicted from his $824-a-month apartment. Without a financial safety net, he was left without stable housing, setting the stage for a long period of instability.

Living on the Streets: Homelessness and Dumpster Diving

After losing his apartment in 2011, Jess struggled to find stable housing. At first, he lived in his old Toyota truck, but as his circumstances worsened, he was forced to sleep in public spaces. By 2014, troubling images surfaced showing him rummaging through trash bins for food in Ojai, California.

In the photos, he appeared visibly overweight and was seen collecting discarded food. A source close to Jess revealed that he often slept behind shops or on public benches, relying on whatever shelter he could find.

“Looking at him, you wouldn’t realize he is part of one of the biggest, most successful showbiz families in the world. It is a heartbreaking situation,” the source said. Though his situation remained dire, Jess eventually found temporary shelter, moving into a modest motel in Ojai.

Moving into a Modest Motel

By late 2024, Jess had moved into the three-star Topa Vista Hotel in Ojai, California. The budget motel, located along a busy highway, sits across from a coffee shop and a hair salon. While a far cry from luxury, it offered basic amenities, including air-conditioned rooms and flat-screen TVs.

The property is owned by Steve Edelson, a Los Angeles nightclub mogul. According to reports, all rooms in the small establishment were fully booked, with guests — including Jess — settling in for extended stays.

Despite its modest accommodations, the motel provided a level of stability that Jess had not experienced in years. Compared to his previous life on the streets, it represented an improvement, even if it remained worlds apart from the comfort and wealth of his family.

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The Stark Contrast Between Jess and His Wealthy Family

Meanwhile, Jess’s father and stepmother continued to live in luxury. The couple resides in a sprawling $20 million Malibu estate, surrounded by 3,000 rosebushes.

His stepmother, Barbara, one of the most successful entertainers in history, has amassed a fortune through her decades-long career, earning multiple Oscars, Grammys, and other prestigious awards.

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Jess’s older brother, Josh Brolin, has also built a highly successful Hollywood career. Best known for his roles in “Men in Black,” “Avengers,” and “No Country for Old Men,” Josh has remained in the public eye as a leading actor.

On the other hand, Jess has stayed out of the spotlight. Although he briefly worked in the film industry, with credits in “Black Scorpion” (2001), “Shadow Dancer” (1997), and “Enemy Action” (1999), his Hollywood career never took off.

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He eventually left the entertainment world entirely, setting him further apart from his well-known relatives. Jess and Josh are not James’s only children. After divorcing their mother, Jane, James married actress Jan Smithers, best known for her role on “WKRP in Cincinnati.”

From that marriage, Jess gained a younger half-sister, Molly Elizabeth Brolin, born in 1987. Unlike Josh, who followed in their father’s footsteps, Jess and Molly have largely stayed out of the spotlight.

Barbra, too, had another family before marrying James. She was previously married to actor Elliott Gould, with whom she shares a son, Jason Gould, born in 1966.

Jason, like his mother, has pursued a career in the entertainment industry, working as both an actor and a musician. However, much like Jess, Jason prefers to keep a low profile, stating in 2017, “I sort of like being out of the spotlight.”

Jess’s living situation has continued to raise questions about his relationship with his family and the extent of their support.

Family’s Attempts to Help and Public Reaction

Despite Jess’s struggles, his family has maintained that they have tried to support him over the years. Following the release of troubling images showing him searching through trash bins, a representative for Barbra responded.

“We have offered help and support, and continue to do so. We love him very much and want only the best for him,” they stated. His father, James Brolin, has also spoken about Jess’s life, suggesting that his scavenging may not have been solely for personal survival.

In a 2021 interview, James claimed that Jess was involved in charitable work, saying, “I know he’s been photographed collecting bottles and cans out of the trash, but all the money went to charity.” Despite these statements, news of Jess’s living conditions has sparked widespread sympathy and concern.

Comments from netizens included, “Poor guy needs help,” “The poor chap needs help, not abandonment,” and “It’s very sad to see.” Others speculated that he might be struggling with depression.

While Jess has largely remained disconnected from his family, James and Barbra continue to be actively involved in the lives of their other children and grandchildren. The couple adores Josh’s children and frequently keeps in touch with them.

In 2018, after Josh and his wife Kathryn welcomed their daughter Westlyn, James expressed his joy, saying, “You get another one like this one, there couldn’t be anything better!”

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He also shared that Barbara, though not related to them by blood, cherishes her role as a grandmother. “She’s just mush around them! She just turns to melted putty the minute … they talk on the phone,” he shared.

James has also publicly expressed pride in all his children. In a 2018 social media post, he wrote, “Children are a gift. I’m so proud of my three kids @joshbrolin, Jess, and Molly and incredible grandkids.” His words suggested that, despite Jess’s struggles, he still acknowledges him as part of the family.

Meanwhile, he and Barbara have continued to live a life of luxury, enjoying the comfort of their Malibu estate. While Jess has remained largely disconnected from them, James and Barbra have built a home filled with love, memories, and a strong family bond.

Barbra and James’s house is more than just a residence — it’s the place where they solidified their relationship and created a lasting legacy. Their journey to owning the home was not easy, but it has become a symbol of their enduring marriage and the life they built together.

The legendary powerhouse performer and her iconic actor husband, have been living in the same house with their dogs for many years. However, the journey to buying the home was not easy. The couple had to work hard to get to where they wanted to be.

Streisand saw the home for the first time when she was living nearby. However, she could not buy it because her boyfriend at the time didn’t like it. Another factor prohibiting her from making the purchase was the fact that she was unable to afford the house at the time.

Now, the couple lives in Streisand’s dream home. This is the same home that saw them recently celebrate their 26th wedding anniversary on July 1. Taking to Instagram to mark the momentous milestone, Streisand posted an endearing photo of the two posing for a picture in a side embrace.

“28 years today since we met honey… and 26 years today since we married! Love you. B ,” penned the “Funny Girl” star in her caption.

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Brolin and Streisand live in their house with their adorable Maltese poodles, which they are enamored with. Streisand has even shared photos of the dogs on their birthdays on her Instagram page. There are three dogs, Scarlet, Violet, and Fanny.

The first time that Streisand saw the home was in 1984 when she lived on a ranch down the road most weekends. She mentioned that she never really enjoyed that house and so, her real estate broker introduced her to a place near the ocean.

Streisand admitted that the house’s facade was not grand because it was a modern gray and looked like some sort of “contraption.” However, when she entered the home, she found that it had a “rustic charm.”

The Broadway star immediately fell in love with the house and wanted to purchase it. Unfortunately, this was not in the cards for her yet, and she had to wait many more years before she could finally call the house home.

At that point, Streisand owned the ranch that she had been staying on, and her manager told her that until she sold the ranch, she would not be able to afford the home she had fallen in love with.

She also admitted that her boyfriend at the time thought the home she loved was too close to the cliff on which the house was situated. Streisand decided that she wouldn’t buy it but confessed, “I was so forlorn when I found out that it was sold to someone else, and they had started renovating it.”

Streisand’s love for the home did not fade with time. In fact, she never stopped thinking about her dream house that she could not purchase for herself. She divulged that she felt deeply about the house.

Although, at the time, she did not buy the home, Streisand still lived on the nearby ranch and often saw the place. She also said that the couple who owned the property knew how much she loved it.

Talking about what she did after finding out that the home had been sold, she admitted, “I would climb over the fence and walk around to see what they were doing and pine, literally pine for this house I didn’t buy.”

However, some years later, her luck turned around when the couple who owned the house kept her in mind as they got ready to move.

She even bought a house one house away from her beloved home just because they were close together. Streisand then made friends with the old couple that had the house between the one she wanted and the one she owned.

She revealed that when the old couple moved away, she bought their house with the thought that she would knock both homes down and build one big house for herself on the two-acre property.

Lo and behold, fate finally smiled upon her. The couple in the house that she wanted got divorced and reduced the price of the home, which meant that Streisand could finally afford to purchase the property for herself and finally call it home in 1995. She said she was grateful for the house because she did not have to build it or fuss over small details.

Jake and I spent our childhood making bets—who could run faster, climb higher, or take the biggest risk. But years later, when I won our final bet, there was no celebration—just the kind of heartbreak I never saw coming.

Jake and I had been best friends since before we could walk. Our moms liked to tell the story of how we met—two toddlers in diapers, fighting over a toy truck at daycare. They thought it was funny how we were always competing, even back then.

We grew up side by side, our houses just a few doors apart. If one of us wasn’t home, our parents knew exactly where to find us. We did everything together. But the thing that really defined us? The bets.

“Bet you can’t make it to the end of the block before I do,” Jake would say.

“Bet you I can,” I’d shoot back, already running.

We bet on everything. Who could hold their breath the longest? Who could eat more slices of pizza? Who would get the best grade on a test? Sometimes we won, sometimes we lost, but the bets never really mattered. What mattered was proving something to each other, pushing each other to be better, to be faster, to be braver.

No one understood our friendship the way we did. It wasn’t just about competition—it was about trust. If Jake dared me to do something crazy, I knew he’d do it too. If I jumped, he jumped. That was just how it worked.

Then, one night, things got deep.

We were 16, lying on the roof of my house, staring at the stars. It was one of those nights where you felt like you could talk about anything.

“Paul,” Jake said, his voice softer than usual, “we should make the ultimate bet.”

I turned my head to look at him. “Yeah? What kind of bet?”

“Who lives longer.”

I let out a short laugh. “That’s a dumb bet. How would we even know who won?”

Jake smirked. “Easy. Whoever goes first owes the other a beer.”

I chuckled, shaking my head. “Fine. But you better not lose.”

Jake grinned. “I never lose.”

We thought our friendship would last forever. But then, everything changed.

Falling for Laura wasn’t something I planned. It just happened.

She wasn’t like the other girls at school—she was smart, funny, and kind. She made me feel different, like I actually mattered. We’d been friends for a while, but somewhere along the way, I realized I wanted more.

The problem was Jake. I wasn’t sure how he’d take it. We never let anything come between us before, but this felt… different.

I kept it to myself for weeks, trying to ignore the way my heart sped up whenever Laura laughed or the way I found excuses to be near her. But one day, Jake caught me staring at her in the hallway.

“You like her, don’t you?” he said, smirking.

I hesitated. “Yeah. I do.”

His grin widened. “Then let’s make it interesting. First one to take her out wins.”

I blinked. “What?”

“A bet,” he said. “You and me. Whoever asks her out first, gets her.”

For the first time in my life, I didn’t feel the rush of competition. I didn’t want to win. I just wanted her.

“She’s not a game, Jake,” I said, my voice low. “She’s a person.”

He rolled his eyes. “Come on, Paul. We’ve bet on everything. What’s the difference?”

“The difference is that this actually matters.”

He laughed. “You’re acting like you’re in love with her or something.”

I clenched my fists. “Maybe I am.”

His smile disappeared. “Oh.”

I shook my head and turned to leave. “I’m done with this, Jake.”

I didn’t see Laura standing by the lockers. I didn’t know she had heard the whole thing.

“Paul,” she called out, catching up to me.

I stopped, my heart pounding. “Laura.”

She smiled. “You really meant that?”

I swallowed hard. “Yeah.”

She reached for my hand, lacing her fingers with mine. “Then let’s make it official.”

Jake was furious.

At first, he acted like he didn’t care. He made jokes about how I’d “cheated” and broken our deal. But then the rumors started. He told people I’d stabbed him in the back. That I’d always been jealous of him. That I had turned on him for a girl.

It hurt more than I thought it would.

I tried to talk to him, tried to fix it. “Jake, this isn’t about you and me. It’s about her.”

“She was supposed to be a bet,” he snapped. “Not the reason you picked someone else over me.”

“I never picked anyone over you,” I said. “You made this into a fight, not me.”

But he wouldn’t listen.

By the time graduation rolled around, Jake was gone. He packed up and left town without a word.

And just like that, my best friend—the person I had trusted more than anyone—became nothing more than a memory.

Life moved on. Laura and I got married a year after graduation. We stayed in town, bought a house not far from where we grew up, and built a life together. A good life.

Our daughter, Emily, was born a few years later. She had Laura’s eyes and my stubbornness. Every time she laughed, the world felt right.

I was happy. I really was. But some nights, after Laura and Emily had gone to bed, I’d sit outside and let my mind drift back to the past.

To Jake.

I wondered where he ended up and what he was doing. If he ever thought about me. If he ever regretted the way things ended.

I tried to push those thoughts away, but they never really left. Losing a best friend wasn’t like breaking up or drifting apart. It was like losing a part of yourself, a part you never got back.

One afternoon, I was sorting through the mail—bills, junk, the usual—when a small envelope slipped out. My name was on the front, written in handwriting I hadn’t seen in years.

Jake’s handwriting.

My hands shook as I tore it open.

Paul,

I’m back in town. It’s been too long. Meet me at O’Malley’s tomorrow at seven. Let’s talk.

—Jake

That was it. No explanation, no apology. Just an invitation. I read it three times, half expecting the words to change.

Laura noticed the look on my face. “What is it?”

I handed her the letter. She read it, then met my eyes. “Are you going?”

I hesitated, then nodded. “Yeah.”

I didn’t know what I would say. I didn’t know if I was still angry, or if he was, either. All I knew was that after 10 years, I finally had a chance to see my best friend again.

The next evening, I arrived at O’Malley’s ten minutes early.

The place hadn’t changed much since we were kids. I scanned the room, expecting to see Jake at a corner table, grinning like nothing had ever happened.

But he wasn’t there.

I checked my watch. Maybe he was late. He was never great with time.

After a few minutes, a waitress approached me. She was young, maybe in her twenties, with tired eyes and a kind smile.

“You Paul?” she asked.

I nodded. “Yeah.”

She gestured toward a small booth in the back. “Follow me.”

Confused, I did as she said. When I sat down, she pulled a folded piece of paper from her apron and set it on the table. Then, she placed a pint of beer next to it.

“He asked me to give this to you,” she said softly.

My stomach dropped. “Where is he?”

She hesitated. “Just read it.” Then she walked away.

I stared at the letter, my fingers numb as I unfolded it. The second I saw the handwriting, my chest tightened.

Paul,

If you’re reading this, have indeed returned home. My last wish was to be buried in my hometown.

I sucked in a breath, but I forced myself to keep reading.

I got sick right after graduation. Skin cancer. I went into remission for a while, but it came back. Worse this time. The doctors said I was out of options.

I didn’t write to make you feel bad. I wrote because I didn’t want to leave this world without fixing what I broke. I was a damn fool, Paul. I let my pride ruin the best thing I ever had—our friendship. You were my brother, and I threw it away over a stupid bet. I don’t expect you to forgive me. I just hope you know I never stopped missing you.

I swallowed hard, my vision blurring.

And as for that last bet… well, looks like you won, my friend. The beer’s on me.

—Jake

I clutched the letter, my fingers gripping the paper so tightly it crumpled. Jake was gone. I’d come here expecting a second chance, but all I got was a goodbye I never wanted.

I stared at the pint of beer in front of me. It looked normal—just an ordinary drink—but I knew what it meant.

Jake had kept his word.

With shaky hands, I lifted the glass. “You idiot,” I whispered. Then I took a sip. It tasted bitter. Or maybe that was just the grief.

A week later, I stood in front of Jake’s grave. Laura and Emily were with me, but they gave me space. This was something I had to do alone.

I knelt down, brushing my fingers over the name carved into the stone, and let out a shaky breath.

“Hey, Jake.” My voice cracked. “Guess you really went through with it, huh?”

I wiped my eyes and shook my head. “You know, I used to wonder if you ever thought about me. If you ever regretted what happened. Turns out, you did. And I hate that I didn’t know sooner.”

I reached into the bag I brought and pulled out a pint of beer. Popping the cap, I set it down in front of the headstone.

“You still owe me a rematch,” I muttered. “But I guess this’ll have to do.”

Silence stretched between us. The wind rustled the trees, and somewhere in the distance, I heard Emily laughing.

I smiled. “I forgive you, Jake. I forgave you a long time ago.”

I stood up, wiping my hands on my jeans.

Laura took my hand, squeezing it gently. “You okay?”

I nodded. “Yeah.”

As we walked away, I glanced back one last time. The pain was still there. It probably always would be. But for the first time in years, I didn’t feel like I’d lost my best friend. I felt like I’d finally said goodbye.

My 62-year-old mom finally achieved something she’s dreamed about for years: she bought her own car. After decades of relying on public transport and the goodwill of others, she passed her driving test and walked into a dealership with her head held high. She picked a modest little car, nothing flashy, but to her, it represented freedom. Independence. A symbol that it’s never too late to start a new chapter.

She was over the moon. The first time she took the car out, she was glowing, smiling like a teenager who had just been handed the keys to her first ride. She’s been driving herself to the grocery store, to her weekly knitting group, even just cruising down the road to enjoy the drive. It’s opened up her world in a way that feels brand new. And for her, it’s more than just about transportation—it’s about reclaiming control over her life.

But Dad? Well, he’s not exactly celebrating. His first reaction was a frown, followed by a quiet, “You didn’t need to do that. I could drive you anywhere you want.”

And that’s where the tension started.

He feels hurt. I think, in his mind, offering rides has been his way of being there for her. It’s how he’s shown his love and care over the years. He liked being the one she depended on, even if he grumbled about it sometimes. Now, with her newfound independence, he feels a little pushed aside, maybe even unneeded. And though he hasn’t said it outright, I can tell it stings.

Mom, on the other hand, is tired of waiting. Tired of asking. Tired of feeling like an inconvenience. She says it was never about wanting to cut Dad out but about gaining the freedom to decide for herself. To go somewhere on a whim. To not have to negotiate or explain why a trip is important. She says that by the time she asked and waited for him to be “in the mood” to drive her, the moment had already passed.

The tension grew with every passing day. There were snappy comments at dinner, sharp silences that hung heavy over the table. Dad would mutter under his breath when Mom mentioned going out. Mom would shoot him looks that said, “I’m tired of this argument.” I felt caught in the crossfire, trying to steer conversations away from the car, hoping to keep the peace.

One night, it came to a head. Dad stood by the window, watching Mom pull into the driveway, her face beaming after an afternoon drive with her friends. His shoulders were tense, his hands clenched.

“She doesn’t need me anymore,” he said softly, almost to himself.

The sadness in his voice hit me hard. I realized it wasn’t about the car. It was about feeling left behind. About realizing that life was changing, and he didn’t know where he fit anymore.

Later that evening, I sat down with Mom. I told her what Dad had said, how he felt. She was quiet for a long time. Then, she sighed, her eyes softening.

“I never wanted him to feel that way,” she said. “I just wanted to feel… free. But I still need him. Just not as my driver.”

The next weekend, Mom did something unexpected. She invited Dad for a drive. She said it casually, but I could tell it meant more than just a trip. It was an olive branch.

They drove to the lake where they used to picnic when they were younger. They talked. They laughed. Mom let Dad take the wheel for a while. She told him she missed his company, missed their little outings. Dad admitted that he missed feeling needed. They both realized that this car wasn’t a wedge between them—it could be a bridge if they let it.

Now, they take turns driving. Sometimes Mom goes off on her own, enjoying her independence. Sometimes they go together, taking little adventures like they did in the early days of their marriage. And sometimes, Dad still offers to drive her, not because she needs him to, but because it’s something they can share.

Our dinners feel lighter again. The tension has lifted. There’s still the occasional tease or stubborn glance, but it’s softened by understanding. Because they found a way to meet in the middle.

And me? I’m just happy to see them both smiling again. Sometimes, it’s not about taking sides. It’s about helping two people find their way back to each other.

And sometimes, the road to happiness really is just one car ride away.

Puzzles can actually be a great way to keep a person’s mind sharp. Here are some ways puzzles can be helpful:

Mental stimulation. Puzzles require a person to think critically, use problem-solving skills, and use memory. Regular mental stimulation helps keep the brain active and improves cognitive function.

Improving Memory: Puzzles can help improve memory by requiring a person to remember patterns, shapes, and colors.

Stress Relief: Puzzles can be a great way to relieve stress and promote relaxation. The repetitive and calming nature of puzzles can have a therapeutic effect.

Improved Mood: The sense of accomplishment that comes from completing a puzzle can boost a person’s mood and increase feelings of happiness and satisfaction.

Increased productivity: Solving puzzles can increase productivity, but only if you do them during a break. Taking a break can help clear your mind and improve your concentration when you return to other tasks.

Overall, puzzles are a fun and effective way to keep your mind sharp. They can be done alone or with friends, co-workers, or children, making them a versatile activity that people of all ages can enjoy.

Look at this visual puzzle and answer the question – What animal did the artist hide in the picture?

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Very interesting visual puzzle. Look at the picture and find the woman in it. According to legend, this is the godmother of this soldier.

Be careful, because time is running out and every second counts. Only the most observant and quick-witted will be able to spot what is out of place. It will be a challenge of concentration and visual agility, testing your ability to notice even the smallest details in a short period of time.

So, get ready to dive into this enchanting scene and explore every corner of the images in search of the discrepancy. Remember, you only have one minute to find the difference and show off your visual perception skills. Are you ready to take on the challenge? Let’s go! 

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Mindfulness Test: Where is the corn with a small, different detail?

Try testing your attention. An intricate puzzle has led the Internet to find a green corn cob hidden among a multitude of similar ones.

The puzzle features a lone corn mixed in with similar looking ones.

The challenge is made even more challenging by all the other green elements, including the leaves.

It’s not the only puzzle of finding the intruder element that has intrigued internet users in recent weeks.

The inspiration for this puzzle comes from Where’s Wally-style puzzles, in which people are asked to distinguish between animals and objects among the hordes of creatures that have flooded the web in recent months.

For those who don’t have sharp eyesight, finding different corn can be difficult.

This optical illusion had clever netizens scratching their heads and rubbing their bellies.

Put your mind to work from a young age. Your adult self will thank you.

Try testing your attention: Find the different corn cob!

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I love vision tests! I can spend hours looking at an image until I find what I’m looking for. It may take me a long time to find it, but I’m not doing it to break a speed record, I’m doing it to distract myself. It’s good exercise for the eyes, believe me.

This time, we bring you an image with some donkeys or burros drawn, but wait… there are more of them hidden. Of course, the painting is beautiful, but don’t get distracted by the drawings in general, start by looking at the details. There are some that are easy to identify and others that are not so easy.

They say most people can only find 9 animals. Some are very well hidden. The image itself will give you peace of mind, but don’t get distracted! If you’re tired of looking for more donkeys, scroll down to see the answers.

In this visual challenge you will have to find each of the donkeys that appear in the illustration. To overcome this challenge you will only have a few seconds, so you will have to be extremely quick. Look at the picture.

Finding all the animals requires being perceptive and making the most of your visual and mental agility. It is vital to see every detail of the image and not fall into optical illusion, which has caused many users to waste time looking at other things and not the main objectives.

Also, if you are focused on the challenge, you should not lose track of the time you have to solve it, as it is only 15 seconds, which meant a complication for those who were unable to overcome this viral challenge. Lastly, if you were unable to see where everyone was, do not be discouraged. In the image below you will be able to see where they were.

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Ariana Grande became visibly emotional while discussing the harsh criticism she’s faced over her weight loss.

During an interview with French reporter Sally posted on Thursday, December 5, Grande was asked how she handles the “overwhelming” pressure women face to look “perfect.” Fighting back tears, the 31-year-old pop star responded, “My goodness. I’m not gonna–,” trying not to cry, before saying “Good question.”

After being comforted by her Wicked co-star Cynthia Erivo, Grande explained how challenging it is to shield oneself from the constant commentary about her appearance. Sharing how her experiences with scrutiny have shaped her, the singer said, “I’ve heard every version of it — of what’s wrong with me. And then you fix it, and then it’s wrong for different reasons,” she explained.

The former Nickelodeon actress noted the pressure can feel unbearable, with even simple comments — like a family member remarking on her weight — being damaging. “You look skinnier! What happened? Or you look heavier! What happened?” she said, stressing that regardless of the intent, such remarks are harmful.

Grande went on to express how dangerous it is for people to feel entitled to comment on others’ appearances, citing it as a “dangerous” behavior for both those giving and receiving the commentary. “I think in today’s society, there is a comfortability that we shouldn’t have at all — commenting on others’ looks, appearance, what they think is going on behind the scenes or health or how they present themselves.”

She shared that despite the negative attention, she feels “really lucky” to have a strong support system that helps her navigate the noise. “It’s not invited, so I don’t leave space for it anymore,” she added firmly.

Grande also had an emotional conversation on Thursday with Drew Barrymore on an episode of The Drew Barrymore Show –– this time about the harsh realities of fame. After Grande praised Barrymore for her strength in navigating the “ugly” aspects of the industry, the Scream actor was moved to tears. “I just wanted to say that because I admire you so much,” Grande said, tearing up. “Not only because of your brilliant work, but because of the light that you bring and how happy you make people. That’s really the most important thing, and I had to say that.”

The two stars bonded over their shared experiences as “tremendous people pleasers,” before talking about the importance of setting boundaries to protect one’s mental health.

Goldie Hawn is spending some quality time with her family.

On Tuesday, June 25, the actress, 78, shared a photo on Instagram as she posed outside with her granddaughter Rio, 10, on their family vacation. Both grandmother and granddaughter, who bore striking resemblances to each other, wore sunglasses and smiled as they put their faces together, posing for the camera.

“Vacationing with our family! It’s the greatest gift one could ever have ,” Hawn wrote in her caption.

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Hawn and longtime partner Kurt Russell are grandparents to eight grandkids — daughter Kate Hudson’s kids, Ryder Robinson, Bingham Hawn Bellamy, and Rani Rose Hudson Fujikawa; son Oliver Hudson’s kids, Bodhi Hawn Hudson, Wilder Brooks Hudson, and Rio Hudson; and son Wyatt Russell’s son, Buddy Prine Russell and a second son.

Appearing on the cover of Variety last March, the First Wives Club actress spoke about how her kids Kate and Oliver are thriving in their careers, leading the grandmother of eight to move on and share her wisdom with her grandkids instead.

“You’ve got to work for a living, stay compassionate and stay realistic,” she told the outlet. “And I’m passing that on because that was what my father taught me: Stay in reality. Don’t get taken away with everything.”

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“The rest of it is up to them,” Hawn continued. “Being there for them and knowing that they’re going to have to work stuff out themselves, as hard as it is.”

A year prior, Hawn talked to PEOPLE about how her kids have implemented some of the parenting strategies they were raised with in raising their own kids.

“My children are really great with their children,” Hawn told PEOPLE. “They’ve taken MindUP principles and offered them to their kids, and they’re doing great.”

“So that’s the way it works. As a parent, you basically raise your children to raise their children appropriately as well. So that’s that domino effect,” she added. “And as parents, we have a tremendous responsibility.”

The renowned actor maintained a guarded approach to his private affairs throughout his career, particularly when it came to his children. The demands of fame inevitably influenced their relationship.

Following the recent deaths of Gene Hackman and Betsy Arakawa, questions have arisen about his estate. Although the couple had no children together, he was the father of two daughters and a son from his previous marriage.

The circumstances surrounding the duo’s passing added to the tragedy. On February 26, 2025, Gene, Arakawa, and one of their dogs were found lifeless in their Santa Fe Summit home. The scene left the 911 caller shaken.

Officials later confirmed the cause of their passing. Chief Medical Examiner, Dr. Heather Jarrell, reported that Arakawa died from Hantavirus Pulmonary Syndrome, a disease primarily spread by rodents. Her autopsy classified the death as natural, with estimates placing it around February 11.

In the weeks before their deaths, Arakawa appeared to be her husband’s primary caregiver, according to Dr. Michael Baden. He noted, “It looks like she was really taking good care of him.”

Meanwhile, Dr. Jarrell, who conducted the veteran actor’s autopsy, found that he had “severe heart disease, including multiple surgical procedures involving the heart, evidence of prior heart attacks, and severe changes of the kidneys due to chronic high blood pressure.”

Her examination also revealed “advanced Alzheimer’s disease” along with damage to blood vessels in the brain, linked to chronic high blood pressure.

In addition, Gene’s pacemaker recorded an “abnormal rhythm of atrial fibrillation” on February 18, leading Dr. Jarrell to conclude that he likely died on that date, about a week after Arakawa.

His final days remain somewhat of a mystery. When asked if the actor had any communication before his passing, Santa Fe County Sheriff Adan Mendoza stated there was no evidence indicating whether he used any form of technology to reach out to others.

Speculation about Gene’s final days continued as his daughters, Elizabeth and Leslie Hackman, were seen in public just a day after learning of his passing.

They were spotted leaving a diner in Burbank, California, after arriving together in a gray SUV. Despite the circumstances, they appeared composed, and even exchanging a smile as they departed.

In an interview, Leslie, divulged that the family was still awaiting official confirmation on their father’s cause of death and trying to process the loss.

She added, “There was no indication that there was any problem,” noting that her father had been in “very good physical condition” and had not undergone major surgeries in recent months.

Leslie emphasized that Gene stayed active well into his later years, “He liked to do Pilates and yoga, and he was continuing to do that several times a week. So he was in good health.”

Still, she admitted that his passing was “not terribly shocking because he was 95.” Since she lives in California, Leslie acknowledged that it had been a while since she had last seen or heard from her father, despite their strong bond. “We were close. I hadn’t talked to them for a couple months, but everything was normal and everything was good,” she said.

Gene’s relationship with his children was reportedly complicated. In addition to his daughters, Elizabeth and Leslie, he was also a father to a son, Christopher Hackman. He welcomed all three children during the 1960s while married to his first wife, Faye Maltese, whom he wed in 1956.

As his career took off in 1967 after landing a supporting role in “Bonnie & Clyde,” the demands of Hollywood placed strain on his role as a father.

“Even though I had a family, I took jobs that would separate us for three or four months at a time,” Gene divulged in a 1989 interview. “The temptations in that, the money and recognition, it was too much for the poor boy in me. I wasn’t able to handle that.”

During a 2004 appearance on “Larry King Live,” the Academy Award winner reflected on the early challenges of his career. When asked how he managed the shift from struggling actor to Hollywood star, he admitted, “I didn’t handle it very well, really.”

He explained that while he provided for his family financially, his focus remained on the allure of the industry. Despite the personal sacrifices, his dedication to his craft never wavered, drawing admiration from those who worked alongside him.

In a New York Times opinion piece, Ben Stiller reflected on his performance in “The Royal Tenenbaums,” noting that he played each scene with honesty and commitment while maintaining an underlying sense of humanity. Stiller also compared his approach to “The Poseidon Adventure,” suggesting that his involvement in the project was driven by more than financial gain.

Beyond his work on screen, Gene was known for keeping his personal life private, particularly when it came to his children. In a 1989 interview with film critic John C. Tibbetts, the veteran star suggested that audiences connected with him because he embodied an ordinary man. He explained, “I like to keep my personal life fairly common, so that in my art, one can let go and one can soar.”

More than a decade later, Gene offered a rare glimpse into his role as a father. The California native credited his children for influencing a significant career decision.

After acquiring the rights to “The Silence of the Lambs” with the intention of directing, he ultimately decided against it. The actor stated, “I don’t have any second thoughts about that decision. My kids helped me see that it just wasn’t the best thing for me to do.”

He also acknowledged the difficulties his success created for them, “I couldn’t always be home with them when they were growing up and then, living in California, they’ve had my success always hanging over their heads.”

Gene’s demanding career not only impacted his relationship with his children but also created a significant distance between him and his son, Christopher. He noted that their bond weakened over time, admitting that they had lost contact.

The father of three, who divorced his first wife in 1986, believed that his frequent absences due to filming had contributed to the strain in his relationship with Christopher. He felt that being away for extended periods made it difficult to provide the support and guidance his son needed.

Returning home after months on location and attempting to assert authority as a parent proved to be a challenge, further distancing their relationship.

As the years passed, Gene’s relationship with his son and daughters reportedly improved, especially after marrying Arakawa in 1991. She was said to have played a key role in encouraging him to reconnect with the kids by welcoming them into their home.

A report from 1994 described these reunions as “invaluable” to Gene. By 2020, four years before he stepped away from acting, sources confirmed that his bond with his children and grandchildren had been fully restored.

An insider revealed that while Gene wished he had been more present during their childhood, he had since grown close to them and their families. In his later years, his circle remained small, with family among the few people he regularly spent time with.

Now, in the wake of his passing, focus has shifted to the distribution of his estate. His fortune, estimated at $80 million, is expected to be divided among his children. Legal analyst Tre Lovell explained in an interview that if his will specifies an equal split, the entirety of his assets will go directly to them.

Gene Hackman’s legacy reaches far past his financial success. His impact on Hollywood, his dedication to his craft, and his evolving relationship with his family defined his later years. Though he remained private about his personal life, those closest to him will remember him not just for his iconic roles but for the connections he worked to rebuild.