As any fule / Longtime Readers [some overlap] kno, I prefer my dream women to be on the meaty / zaftig side, e.g. Carol Vorderman. Here’s a reminder:
But those same people also know that I have a fondness for redheads — genuine redheads, with the pale skin (freckles optional, but most welcome) of that ilk. So here are a few, leading off with Scotland’s Karen Gillan, formerly of Dr. Who fame:
Then, of course,there’s Nicola Roberts from singing group Girls Aloud:
And from the BBC Poldark TV series, Eleanor Tomlinson:
Also, actress / model Lily Cole:
And finally, the only reason to watch the appalling lawyer show Suits, Sarah Rafferty:
Apparently, all-time hottie Brooke Shields wants to begin to “celebrate her own body” a lot more, which sounds just fine to me. Let’s get a head start on the celebrations, shall we? And I’m not going to be all ageist about it — we’ll look at past and present:
I’ve always thought that Brooke was one of the most beautiful women in the world, regardless of age. But I have to say that as a youngin, she was a little light in the superstructure (for me, anyway). Now that she’s matured, however, she’s become a lot more MILFy…
Try as I may, I fail to see the fascination with Katie Holmes, formerly Mrs. Tom Cruise.
This is not a knock on her, by the way: at worst, she’s inoffensive — and she gets huge kudos for keeping their daughter out of the clutches of the foul Scientology cult.
Or maybe it’s just because she’s the ex-wife of the dwarf action star (what I call the “Chelsea Clinton” effect) that the media seems to follow and photograph her all over the place; and she continues to get movie roles, lots of them. Once again, this is not a knock; but she is unremarkable both in looks and talent: girl-next-door pretty and capable of not screwing up a movie (the latter being no small thing, by the way). Here she is in casual dress:
See what I mean? And yet she’s played up — Vogue covers, etc. — and even when she’s in a movie, that praise continues.
For an example of the latter, one of the characters in the brilliant Thank You For Smoking says of her that she has “world-class tits”, when it’s quite obvious that she doesn’t — not even close to world class, as the movie reveals later when she’s actually topless. And the femme fatale role she’s given… well, she’s not so fatale, as it turns out.
Granted, our Katie does clean up quite well:
…but given the amount of cosmetic trickery involved in shots like this, hell, even Chelsea Clinton can look passable (be charitable, willya?). That said, Holmes certainly plays it for all it’s worth.
But I just don’t get it. The movie business is lousy with gorgeous and egregiously-talented women, and yet Holmes gets more column inches and celluloid time than a lot of them.