Outside the classic Italian beauties (Sophia, Gina etc.) I’m not quite sure that anyone of that ilk came close to Pier Angeli.
And in color:
Just exquisite. And a tragic, early death from suicide at age 39.
Category: Beauty
Still More Doubles
My old post on Doubles should serve as background to this post, so go back in the mists of time to read it.
Here we have a couple new entrants to this crowded field, Maya Jama and Maya Henry.
Maya Jama:
Maya Henry:
I know, they look nothing alike. But when one sees, for example, a headline shouting “MAYA SHOWS HER BOOBS!”, you will understand my confusion as to which superstructure I’ll be seeing when I click on the link.
It’s a tough life of confusion I live, to be sure.
Stick Figures
I see that Stick Figurine Posh Spice / Victoria Beckham has decreed that the Age Of The Skinny Chick is OVAH.
‘It’s an old-fashioned attitude, wanting to be really thin. I think women today want to look healthy, and curvy. They want to have some boobs – and a bum. Every woman wants a nice, round, curvy bottom, right? For that, you need a really tight knit that nips you in at the waist and holds you in all the right places,’ she explained.
Uh huh.
I think she needs to start telling others about this new thing — people like Ann Hathaway, Alessandra Ambrosio and the future Queen of Britishland:
Ugh. Sorry, but I need a little pick-me-up just to restore my sanity:
Okay, I feel much better now. Carry on.
Classic Beauty: Anna Magnani
Quite possibly the greatest actress who ever lived, Anna Magnani was so good because whatever character she played, she was always playing herself. No better description of her acting is this one: “Whenever Magnani laughs or cries (which is often), it’s as if you’ve never seen anyone laugh or cry before: has laughter ever been so burstingly joyful or tears so shatteringly sad?”
And her best quote ever:
“No man can control me, although many have tried.”
Update / No Update
As I have no good or indeed any news about the Comments / No Comments debacle, here are a couple pics of women showing off their respective superstructures.
Amanda Holden:
Kelly Brook:
Someone named Toni Garrn (no, I don’t know, either):
And Lana del Ray:
I hope this makes up for the lack of Commentary…
Going With The Flo
Florence Welch (minus The Machine), that is. Here she is at some awards thing:
However, that’s not what I wanted to write about at all, but my train of thought was shunted onto a branch line by her rather striking appearance (and the red hair).
If you go to the article which features her and read all the way down to the category winners, however, I have this to say: apart from Adele and (I think) Ed Sheeran, and apart from the obvious oldies, I have not heard a single one of the contemporary songs, nor even any song by the nominated artists. Not one. (I tried to listen to a Taylor Swift song once, but I quit before the end of the first chorus.)
Now, the songs may have been playing as background music at the mall or blasting from some lowered Honda Civic at the traffic light, but I certainly did not identify them with any of the listed singers/bands.
I think I’ll go and listen to a Soundgarden or Chopin album, or something.