Dancer, actor, Playboy pinup (in the days when there were no airbrushes or Photoshop)… and lifelong buddy of Clint Eastwood.
Oh, that Playboy spread, you ask?
Category: Beauty
The Usual Grump
…about clothing, and the appropriate wearing thereof. First, the plaudits.
I have always had an old-man crush on Anya Taylor-Joy, the chick from that chess movie, and her latest appearance did nothing to end that for me:
Best legs I’ve seen in quite a while, so why shouldn’t she show them off?
Her boyfriend, despite looking a little like a taller Frodo Baggins, was at least appropriately attired:
The same stylish and appropriate attire did not extend to some of the rest of the male(?) attendees. The Skarsgård boy (Anya’s co-star in the movie) wore a tee shirt:
…while the editor of British Vogue looked like a morning Tube commuter:
…and the whole thing went rapidly downhill from there:
This post has been brewing for a while, because a couple weeks ago at some other movie premiere / red carpet thing, we were treated to this horrifying nonsense:
Seriously? At a formal evening event?
Compare the above with the 1940 Academy Awards banquet:
‘Nuff said.
Classic Beauty: Joan Bennett
One of the most beautiful women ever. David Niven once said of her that “she glowed”, and I’m not going to argue with him.
We’ll look at her sister at a later date…
Classic Beauty: Anita Ekberg
Welcome Back
Several people have asked me to bring back Sunday’s “Classic Beauty” feature from the old website.
As all that content has lamentably been lost to the vagaries of Teh Intarwebz, this means that I’ll have to re-create the posts from scratch.
Which means hours and hours of looking at (mostly) B&W pics of gorgeous women of yore; a job that is onerous, but which I will gladly undertake as a service to you, my Loyal Readers.
The first one, this Sunday, will start the ball rolling in no uncertain fashion.
Wallpaper
This is my current screen backdrop. It’s the Scottish town of Inverary, with its castle in the foreground. (right-click to embiggen)
It will come as some surprise, perhaps, to learn that because of the whole hereditary thing, some childlessness and tangled family trees, the current (and next) Duke of Argyll is South African.