Category: Classic Beauty

When you do a Playboy spread [sic]  at age 37, and Penthouse at age 40, as Barbara Bouchet did, then let’s just say that your beauty is undeniable:

And about those spreads:

No words, just… wonderful.

Is there any reason for me to say anything at all as to why Ann-Margret Olsson is a classic beauty?  No?  Then let’s begin:

…and:

Yer welcome.

I have to admit that I’ve never been a great fan of Betty Grable‘s face — that smile is too cheesy, her cheekbones too plump and prominent.

I actually prefer her face in repose:

But let’s be perfectly honest, here:  back in the 1940s, it was not her face that was insured for a million dollars (about $21 million in today’s Biden-dollars).

Worth every penny.

Rita Gam, from the 1950s:

Wonderful.

Sent to me by Reader Gerald F., here’s Diana Rigg doing her Mrs. Peel thing.

All I have to say that Mr. Peel was a total idiot, letting her leave the house dressed like that — or letting her out of the house at all, come to think of it.

Best legs, ever.

It doesn’t help that Natalie Wood fell into that era of women and their style which has been my downfall ever since I can remember.  Here’s what I mean by that obscure sentence, in black and white:

And in color:

Stunning, and timeless.