Classic Beauty: Ingrid Bergman

What more can I say about Ingrid Bergman that hasn’t been said already?  Nothing, is what.  So just enjoy the view, but be aware there will be a quiz at the end.

Okay, here’s the quiz.

Imagine that you’re Rick Blaine, and Ingrid Bergman is looking at you like this:

Do you:

  1. shoot her Commie husband dead, get on the plane with her and go live in Portugal and make babies together;
  2. force her Commie husband onto the plane at gunpoint, then take her back to Rick’s Café and live out the war getting rich and making babies;
  3. choose some other scenario that I haven’t thought of, but still includes making babies with Ingrid Bergman;  or
  4. do anything else except what Rick actually did.

Unfair Advantage

When your mother is the exquisite Ingrid Bergman, the odds are that the genetic result is going to be spectacular — and so it has been, with daughter Isabella:

But unlike her mother, who was trapped in a black-and-white world, Isabella has flourished in color:

And when your mother is Isabella Rossellini, you’re not going to be too far off that standard, i.e. daughter Elettra:

And yes, tomorrow’s Classic Beauty post will be about Elettra’s Gammy.

Point(s) Of Order

According to the usually-dependent Daily Mail, Oz actress Elizabeth Debicki “showed cleavage” at some show or other:

Now I don’t know much about a lot of things, but I can certainly claim to know a great deal about cleavage, having leered looked at said phenomenon at least once a day over many decades — and lemme tell y’all, that’s not a cleavage.  This is a cleavage:

Standards… if we don’t keep to them, what are we left with?

More Double Trouble

…and we’re not talking shotguns, either.  No, as I’ve mentioned in the past on several occasions (here, here, here and here), I get confused between two totties unless their pics are side by side (again, not a shotgun reference).  I speak of Una Thurman (L) and Natascha McElhone (R):

“But Kim,” you say, “they don’t look anything alike, and their names are dissimilar.  Even for your addled old brain…”

Uh huh.

 

See what I mean?  No?  Oh well.

They’re still both totally hot.

Classic Beauty: Deborah Kerr

Robert Mitchum wasn’t just a hellraiser in his movies;  offscreen he was a total thug:  bar brawls, pot smoking, womanizing, you name it, ol’ Bobbie was there, loud and ugly.

The only time he wasn’t like that was when he was acting with Deborah Kerr, whose quiet British reserve kept him in his place, and not unwillingly so.  He is said to have stated once, “The hell with all these other broads;  if I could just act opposite Deborah for the rest of my life, I’d die a happy man.”  They remained lifelong friends, but not lovers (as far as anyone knew).

But of course, the old B&W pics don’t do her credit because tadaaaaa!

And at age 48, she did her first (and only) nude scene.

In the same year, she was also the oldest Bond Girl (until Monica Bellucci appeared).

Gorgeous, classy, sexy… the complete package.