1957 Chevrolet Cameo
Connie Britton
Wait: red hair, freckles, dimples, long legs — and all that riding next to me on the bench seat of that exquisite Chevy truck?
Whichever route I chose, the trip would take me weeks…
1957 Chevrolet Cameo
Connie Britton
Wait: red hair, freckles, dimples, long legs — and all that riding next to me on the bench seat of that exquisite Chevy truck?
Whichever route I chose, the trip would take me weeks…
And speaking of enthusiasts:
So on we go:
And to end this in similar tasteful manner:
Remember: as the weather starts to get warmer, always use the proper sunscreen or you’ll burn your sensitive bits.
Doomed by her contract to stand forever in the shadow of Ava Gardner and Lana Turner (the studio’s favorites at the time), Jane Greer was once called “the greatest actress never to win an Oscar”. And it’s quite true: as the femme fatale in so much of the 1940s-era noir genre, she showed a sinister stillness about her roles that set her apart from the overacting of most of her female peers. I think I only ever saw her in Out Of The Past, in which she was every bit the equal of the brooding, brilliant Robert Mitchum.
So let’s have a look, shall we?
And out of costume:
Of course, no look at a noir actress would be complete without a gun:
Deadly.
…All-American Road Trip. (To see the actual East/West Coast route options, go here.) As for the first trip, your choices are limited to cars — in this case, of the 1950s — and women of U.S. origin.
Your car / companion choices are from the following pairings (no swaps or substitutions):
1) 1950 Hudson Hornet
Gillian Anderson
2) 1957 Willys Overland
Jennifer Morrison
3) 1957 Chevrolet Cameo
Connie Britton
4) 1957 Studebaker Silver Hawk
Mariska Hargitay
5) 1950 Willys Jeepster
Emma Stone
6) 1957 Ford T-Bird
Sarah Shahi
7) 1958 Chevrolet Impala
Winona Ryder
8) 1956 Chevrolet Bel-Air
Ali Larter
9) 1959 Cadillac Eldorado
Diane Neal
10) 1957 Chevrolet Corvette
Ashley Graham
There ya go. Your choice in Comments. Mine will appear on Monday.
After my earlier disappointment about the Women Of Aintree not displaying their fine form of previous years, my faith has been restored. It didn’t take too long before this:
…changed into this:
I do note, however, that the new “stricter” (more-modest) dress code was missed or ignored by some, with the usual results:
I may have to add Aintree (along with Goodwood) to my Britishland Bucket List, purely for anthropological reasons.
Well, I have to say that so far this year’s Grand National (or “Tanned National” someone called it, because of all the Trumpian fake tannery) at Liverpool’s Aintree track has been pretty much a bust for us Train Smash Women-watchers. I mean, it just looks like they’re not really trying very hard:
Of course, there have been some close calls:
…and one or two near-misses [sic]
…but let’s hope that things improve as the event progresses, so to speak.