This actor went from $150 a month to running a farm with his famous wife

Can you guess the iconic actor who went from living in a rundown New York “flophouse” for just $150 a month to owning a peaceful farm with his family?

This actor’s humble beginnings are a far cry from his current life of farm animals and fresh home-grown veggies. Growing up, he knew from an early age that he wanted to be an actor.

After trips to the movie theater, he would come home and immediately dress up as one of the characters from the film, fully immersing himself in the world of make-believe. His favorite childhood toy? A box of old clothes his mom had saved for him, which he used to fuel his imagination and creativity.

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Wanted the ”real thing”

In 1976, fresh out of Philadelphia, he moved to New York City to chase his dream of acting. He spent months crashing on his sister’s couch before finding a cheap place through an ad in the Village Voice – a no-frills, budget-friendly “artist’s residence.”

Though the place was far from glamorous, it was exactly what he could afford at the time. In fact, the actor shared that it wasn’t even a single room – he had to move in with a roommate.

His roomie was a classical pianist, and the two shared the space for four years. In interviews, the actor fondly reminisces about the calming sounds of the piano that filled the apartment late at night.

While living in The Big Apple, the actor appeared in a production at the Circle in the Square Theater School. ”I wanted life, man, the real thing,” he later recalled to Nancy Mills of Cosmopolitan.

”The message I got was ‘The arts are it. Business is the devil’s work. Art and creative expression are next to godliness.’”

So, can you guess who this determined actor is?

He has a tall, lean frame and a signature look that’s a mix of rugged and charming.

With a square jaw and high cheekbones, he’s got a face that can go from intense to relatable in an instant. His light brown hair is often casually styled, and his deep-set eyes add a mysterious vibe. You might recognize his easy-going, yet timeless style that’s made him a fan favorite for decades. Can you guess who he is?

Alright, we won’t drag this out any longer.

While this Golden Globe Award winner was living in that tiny, $150-a-month space, he was also preparing for his big break.

Household name

Fast forward a few years, and he would go on to star in iconic films like FootlooseBeauty Shop, and The Woodsman, becoming a household name.

So here it is – it’s Kevin Bacon! From his early days as a young actor in New York to now living on a farm with his wife and their animals, his journey has truly been one to follow

Now, the actor is living a completely different life. He and his wife, fellow actress Kyra Sedgwick, now shares a 40-acre farm in Sharon, Connecticut. They have several animals, including goats, pigs, alpacas, and miniature horses.

”I love animals, they are a joy to be around, and they’re very, very calming for me,” Bacon said. ”But we also really love to go into the garden and get fresh herbs or tomatoes or basil or peppers or zucchini.”

And talk about how Bacon is living a completely different life today compared to his bachelor days in New York. He’s got more millions in the bank now – and doesn’t have to rely on his old roommate’s cooking skills anymore.

”He would cook,” Bacon said of his former roommate in New York.

”I didn’t know anything about cooking since I was used to going to the store and getting a sandwich or eating a slice of pizza.”

He added, ”And I watched my roommate, and he was a very frugal man so he was not going to go out and spend money to eat in a restaurant or even get something to go. He would make his own food and I got very inspired by that.”

Gradually, both Kevin and Kyra shares snippets of their daily lives on social media, with Sedgwick posting so many videos of her and their goats to TikTok that people now recognize her for it, rather than her acting roles.

“People were like, ’We love you singing with the goats.’ Kevin and I are like, ’Great, have you seen our movies or TV shows?’ But it makes people happy,” the actress and producer told People.

They even shared that his relationship with his animals has caused a shift in his eating habits — he no longer eats goat or pig products.

”It’s all about the animals,” Kevin says, adding that his wife won’t let him get any more animals, as he’d likely stop eating even more types of food. The couple also loves tending to their garden, growing fresh herbs, tomatoes, and peppers.

Interestingly, the Footloose star and Sedgwick aren’t the only celebs drawn to farm life. In fact, famed actress Jennifer Garner decided to buy back the farm her mother grew up on and transform it into an organic produce project for baby food.

Woman Uses Face Cream Mom-in-Law Gave Her, Faints after Looking in Mirror the Next Morning – Story of the Day

Pauline’s birthday took an unexpected turn when she applied a new cream gifted by her estranged mother-in-law, Annalise. But she never imagined that she would be staring at the mirror in horror the next morning. What had Annalise done?

The aroma of freshly baked cake wafted through Pauline’s modestly decorated living room.

Streamers hung from the ceiling, and a small pile of gifts adorned the coffee table.

Pauline, a woman in her early thirties, with warm brown eyes and a hesitant smile, sat on the couch, surrounded by her immediate family.

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Her husband, Carl, a tall man with kind features, handed her a gift. “This one’s from Mom,” he said, his voice tinged with surprise.

Pauline’s eyes widened as she accepted the package. She glanced at Annalise, her mother-in-law, who sat stiffly in an armchair across the room.

The older woman’s face was neutral, but her eyes betrayed a hint of nervousness.

“Thank you,” Pauline said softly, carefully unwrapping the gift.

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Inside was an expensive skincare set from a well-known brand.

Pauline’s surprise was evident as she examined the products. “Oh, wow. I love this brand,” she exclaimed, looking up at her mother-in-law. “Thank you, Annalise. This is very thoughtful.”

Annalise nodded curtly. “I read that women like these things nowadays. I ordered it online.”

Despite the kind and seemingly normal exchange, everyone in the room could sense the tension.

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For years, Pauline and Annalise had been at odds, to put it nicely. They had vastly different personalities, and the older woman wasn’t keen on boundaries.

It wasn’t until Carl threatened to cut contact that Annalise became more reserved and did not cause so many conflicts with Pauline.

Therefore, this gesture, however small, felt like a tentative step towards reconciliation.

As the party wound down and guests left, Pauline found herself in the bathroom, examining the skincare products.

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Carl joined her, wrapping an arm around her waist.

“I’m shocked that your mother bought me something,” Pauline said, unscrewing the lid of one of the creams.

Carl nodded with a hopeful smile on his face. “I’m just as surprised. But this could be good for all of us, right?”

Pauline agreed, applying the cream to her face. “These things are expensive. I can’t wait to see how my skin looks in the morning.”

But as they settled into bed that night, neither could have expected what happened the following morning.

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***

Pauline stirred awake and felt the soft morning light filtering through the curtains. However, it wasn’t pleasant as always. Something felt off.

Her face burned, and her eyelids felt heavy and crusty. Blinking slowly, she tried to focus on her surroundings.

“Ouch,” she mumbled, reaching for her face. The moment her fingers touched her skin, a searing pain shot through her. “Oh God!”

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She bolted upright, ignoring the way her skin seemed to pull and crack with every movement. Stumbling to the bathroom mirror, Pauline let out a strangled gasp at her reflection.

Her face was a mess of angry red patches and peeling skin. Some areas looked raw as if the top layer had been completely stripped away.

“Carl!” she cried out, her voice trembling with fear and pain.

Her husband rushed to her side, his face paling at the sight. “Jesus, Pauline! What happened?”

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Before she could respond, Pauline’s vision blurred, and she felt herself falling. The last thing she heard was Carl’s panicked shout as darkness enveloped her.

When Pauline regained consciousness, she found herself in a white, sterile hospital room. The steady beep of monitors filled the air, and the smell of antiseptic stung her nostrils.

Carl sat beside her, his face etched with worry. “Pauline, baby. How are you feeling?” he asked, squeezing her hand gently.

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Before she could respond, a doctor entered the room. “Mrs. Patterson, I’m Dr. Rawlings,” she introduced herself with a professional but kind tone. “Can you tell me what happened?”

Pauline recounted using the skincare products she had received as a gift. As she spoke, realization dawned on her face. “The cream… it must have been the cream,” she whispered, gaping at her husband.

Dr. Rawlings nodded gravely. “The cream you used was a professional-grade chemical peel, not meant for home use. It’s typically only used in medical spas under strict supervision.”

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Pauline’s mind raced as she considered what the doctor said. After a few seconds, she connected the dots.

“Annalise,” she breathed, turning again to Carl with wide, horrified eyes. “Your mother did this on purpose!”

Carl’s face hardened as he started shaking his head. “I can’t believe she would go this far,” he muttered, frowning.

As if summoned by their words, Annalise burst into the room, and her face was full of concern. “Carl! Your sister called me with the news. Pauline, what happened?

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Pauline’s reaction was immediate and visceral. “You did this!” she screamed as tears streamed down her damaged face. “YOU HORRIBLE WOMAN! YOU RUINED MY FACE ON PURPOSE!”

Annalise recoiled. “What? No! I didn’t! I swear!” she said, hurt, and placed a hand on her chest. “I… I saw the products online, and they had good reviews… I didn’t know they were so strong…”

Carl stood up, and anyone could see the rigidness of his body. He was trying to hold back his anger. “Mom, you need to leave. Now. We don’t want anything to do with you anymore.”

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Annalise tried to protest, but several nurses came in to usher her out of the room. When she was gone, Pauline collapsed into sobs, overwhelmed by the idea that her mother-in-law could cause her such harm.

***

Hours passed in a blur of doctors, nurses, and worried family members.

Pauline drifted in and out of sleep thanks to the pain medication which had dulled her senses. When she awoke again, she found Carl speaking quietly with Dr. Rawlings near the door.

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“Carl?” she called out weakly.

He was by her side in an instant, relieved. “Hey, how are you feeling?”

“Like my face is on fire,” Pauline replied, attempting a smile. “What’s going on?”

Carl took a deep breath, seeming to brace himself. “Mom… she’s been trying to explain something.”

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Pauline felt her heart rate increase, and the monitor beside her began to beat faster. “What could she possibly have to say?”

“She said she didn’t do this on purpose,” Carl began cautiously. “She says she’s been seeing a therapist, trying to work on herself and our family relationship.”

Pauline’s brow furrowed, wincing at the pull of her damaged skin. “A therapist? Your mother?

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Carl nodded, looking as surprised as Pauline felt. “I know, it’s hard to believe. But she showed me some receipts, and her therapist even called to confirm.”

As Carl explained further, Pauline’s anger began to give way to confusion and a glimmer of something else… hope?

“She told me that she saw the products online, recommended by some influencer,” Carl continued, rolling his eyes at the idea. “She didn’t know it was professional-grade. She was just trying to get you something nice.”

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Pauline closed her eyes, processing this information. Could it be true? After years of hostility, could Annalise truly be trying to make amends?

“I think… I think I’d like to talk to her,” Pauline said finally, although she was still in disbelief.

When Annalise entered the room, her usual composed demeanor was nowhere to be seen. Her eyes were red-rimmed, and her hands twisted nervously in front of her.

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“Pauline, I… I’m so sorry,” Annalise began, her voice almost breaking. “I never meant for this to happen. I’ve been trying so hard to be better, to fix things between us. I know I haven’t been the best or easiest mom-in-law…”

As Annalise spoke, pouring out her heart about her therapy sessions and her genuine desire to be a part of their family without their previous animosity, Pauline felt something shift within her.

The anger and resentment that had built up over the years began to disappear. She always felt inclined to believe people who truly wanted to change.

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Pauline was big on second chances, but it was still difficult.

“I want to believe you,” she said softly. “I want us to move past this. For Carl, for the kids… for all of us.”

Annalise’s eyes filled with tears. “You have no idea how much that means to me. I promise I’ll do whatever it takes to make this right.”

While they talked, Carl brought in the skincare products for the doctors to examine.

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It was confirmed that while the products were indeed professional-grade, they were readily available online without proper warnings.

“I’m afraid, Mrs. Patterson, that you should’ve been more careful with the instructions here,” Dr. Rawlings said carefully. “This chemical peel says it’s strong and can’t be used for over five minutes.”

“So, it’s my fault?” Pauline asked, shocked. Carl held her hand in comfort, and Annalise shook her head.

“No, it’s an easy mistake, unfortunately,” the doctor continued. “But it was dangerous.”

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After the doctor left, Pauline laughed awkwardly, and the sound broke the tension. She and Carl apologized to Annalise for immediately jumping to conclusions, but the older woman understood why.

After how I behaved before, I understand,” Annalise said and smiled at Pauline through teary eyes. It was a genuine grin that only proved how sincere she was.

So, in that hospital room, a new chapter began for their family.

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Pauline reached out, taking Annalise’s hand in hers. “Let’s start over,” she said, smiling back. “Clean slate. Just… maybe hold off on any more gifts for a while, okay?”

Annalise let out a tearful laugh, nodding vigorously. “Deal.”

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