One of those 1940s babes, I think Ramsay Ames had an amazing ability to look like other stars of the day such as Rosalind Russell, Lana Turner* and so on. Or maybe they just all looked alike according to the casting standards of the day. Whatever, Ramsay’s gorgeous.
Classic, indeed.
I have mentioned before about the confusion I have with actors’ or starlets’ or celebrities; names which are either the same, or close enough for my senior-level brain to grind to a halt.
Did I ever mention the Foxes: Julia, Megan, Emilia and Samantha?
Truth be told, I’m a little more familiar with the last-named, but only because she’s been around forever, as a Page Three Girl, a singer and (more recently) a prominent lesbianist.
I’ve also seen Emilia (daughter of James and sister of Laurence) in a couple of good movies.
But the first two? No chance.
Couldn’t tell them apart with a crib note.
So whenever I see mention of “______ Fox”, my brain tries to identify which one’s the topic under discussion, and then says, “Fuck it, I’ll go and watch Othias and Mae instead.”
Actually, not a bad outcome, all things considered.
Longtime Readers will no doubt be aware of my fondness of statuesque / zaftig / full-figured women, so this discovery should come as no surprise to anybody.
Anyone heard of Rachel Bloom before? Neither had I.
Yummy. Also fairly intelligent, apparently.
She was once described as having “a face like Grace Kelly and a body like Marilyn Monroe”. I wouldn’t go as far as that, but Rosemarie Bowe was something else.
Unusually for Hollywood, she was married to only one man — Robert Stack — and she pretty much quit acting when the two kids came along, only going back once they had grown.
Lovely.
We’ve already looked at her sister, but Constance Bennett was nothing to sneeze at, either:
And she aged pretty nicely, too. Here she is at 55, five years before her death:
You know you might just be getting old when: you see a mother-daughter pic, and you get the hots for the mother.
