Julia Roberts, known for her down-to-earth lifestyle, rarely exposes her family to the public eye. However, her 16-year-old daughter, Hazel, recently made waves with her inaugural appearance on the red carpet.Accompanied by her father, cinematographer Daniel Moder, Hazel attended the Cannes
Film Festival to support her father’s work on the film “Flag Day,” directed by Sean Penn. Despite not having a role in the film, Hazel’s striking beauty captivated onlookers.
Dressed in a soft yellow lace gown and black Mary Jane heels, Hazel exuded elegance with her modest makeup and ponytail hairstyle. Her resemblance to her parents drew admiration, with some noting her mother’s nose and others highlighting her father’s handsome features.
While Hazel’s future aspirations remain undisclosed due to her family’s preference for privacy, Julia Roberts has emphasized the importance of shielding her children from the spotlight. Despite her own fame and fortune, Roberts maintains a grounded demeanor and prioritizes her family’s well-being.
In past interviews, Roberts has shаrеd her children’s curiosity about her celebrity status, highlighting the generation gap in understanding fame. Nonetheless, she remains committed to providing guidance and support to her children as they navigate adolescence in today’s world.
My Fоstеr Dаd Gаvе Mе Оnе Dоllаr оn My 5th Вirthdаy – Yеаrs Lаtеr It Rаdiсаlly Сhаngеd My Lifе Whеn I Wаs аt My Lоwеst
As a homeless kid, a single birthday gift—a crumpled dollar bill—transformed my life. I was taken in by foster parents Steve and Linda, who had eight other Black foster kids. They treated us likе their own, and Steve always made me feel special. He’d say, “Dylan, you’re just as good as anyone else.”
On my fifth birthday, my biological parents took me away, and Steve handed me a dollar bill, saying, “There’s a special message for you written on this bill. Never lose it.” Two years later, my biological parents аbаndоned me in a park.
At seven, alone and scared, I promised myself, “No more orphanages. You’re going to make it on your own.” I lived on the streets, learning to read and write from a homeless man named Jacob. He’d say, “Dylan, you’ve got to learn this. It’s your way out of here.”
Years later, I found the dollar bill again and read Steve’s message: “You are my son and always will be… With it, you will succeed, but you have to believe in yourself!” This reignited my spark.
I worked tirelessly until an elderly man, Mr. Brown, offered me a job. His mentorship led me to success, and I returned to my foster parents, showing Steve the dollar bill. He smiled and said, “Maybe it’s not the dollar but you?” Through resilience and belief, I made it.
Leave a Reply