Byline: Louise Farr, March 1988

So here’s Demi Moore sitting in here office on the sixth floor of the building that houses Tri-Star Pictures.
The office has black lacquer furniture, a view of the Century City skyline and an 8 by 10 glossy of her new husband, actor Bruce Willis, with Willis’s teeth and bow tie lined with silver ink.
And on top of the shelves, which hold rows and rows of Evian water — practically a lifetime supply — sits a bouquet from Bruce: pink and yellow dried roses that look so evocative and nostalgic that they could be a prop from a Tennessee Williams play.+
It’s Friday morning. Moore, who’s 25, and 4 1/2 months pregnant, is dressed in black Romeo Gigli that cannily disguises the pregnancy.
Her hair tumbles around her chiseled, carefully made-up features in a cascade of shining dark curls. Her fingernails are perfectly manicured with dark polish. But she looks young — almost like a little girl aiming for sophistication+.
She dropped out of her only acting class because she was afraid of “terror, embarrassment, not being good enough…You deal with a fear of rejection all the time. Most of my time was spent in ‘Please like me.”‘
She thinks her husband and those she described as “other young, studly types” are so pursued by women that it’s inconceivable to people that they might ever have to do the pursuing.
Moore says she was hard to get.
“I was always the one saying, ‘Ah, you know. I don’t know. We should wait.’ And he was ready to go. He said, ‘Just wait. Take all the time you need’…”
Moore, an independent sort who says she wouldn’t allow Willis to pay every time when they were dating because she wanted to feel equal, worries every once in a while about being overshadowed by her high-profile husband…
“It’s interesting that men in business get a lot more focus than women. But never is there a problem or issue of that unless I create it. I have to be smart in the choices I make. I don’t choose to do things that are ever going to create or have me be perceived as Mrs. Bruce Willis.”