Despite the Anglo surname, Leonor is Spanish. And our loss is that she has appeared mostly so far in Spanish-language movies. However:
Color? Why, sure:
Leanor is also a singer with a band, and has released several albums.
And on that note:
Category: Beauty
Random Totty
We’ve seen Brit totty Ashley James on this back porch before:
…but I think she requires a closer inspection:
Modern Classic Beauty: Sarah Miles
Here’s one actress of whom it can be said that she was better than any movie she featured in, and when some of those movies are classics, it just proves how brilliant Sarah Miles was. Here’s a short list of those movies: The Servant, Ryan’s Daughter, The Sailor Who Fell From Grace With The Sea, Blow Up, and White Mischief. With the possible exception of White Mischief (an historical drama) and Those Magnificent Men In Their Flying Machines (comedy), most of her movies during the 1960s and -70s were dark, artistic and might be called “avant garde” — which is why Hollywood never seemed to know what to do with her, and she shone mostly in British films. Oh, and by the way, in Hope And Glory she was astonishing, her old-fashioned looks perfect for the role.
Exquisite and talented: the complete package.
Random Totty
“More of those chick pole vaulters, Kim!”
Since you asked so politely, here’s the lissom Russkie, Polina Knorov:
Time for a Moscow Mule? I think so.
Fleshback
Just in passing, I see that Liz Hurley has recycled a dress from her earlier life:
Hot back then, maybe even hotter now. I can’t help thinking that Satan is involved, somehow.
Twins Confusion
I have spoken before about how I get celebrities confused with other celebrities when reading about them. Here’s a recent example, that being between Emma Watson and Keira Knightley:
I know, they don’t look anything like each other when seen side by side. But when I read about one, I’m thinking “petite Brit brunette with no boobs”, and I think you’ll acknowledge my confusion when those criteria are applied.
So now I have to apply a discrete mental tag to each one, such as “skinny Brit brunette with no boobs in Harry Potter” and “skinny Brit brunette with no boobs in that pirate movie with Johnny Depp”.
Of course, my life would doubtless be simplified if I just ignored reading about them altogether, but that would probably require that I quit reading my guilty pleasure, the Daily Mail. And I don’t really want to do that, because the very definition of “guilty pleasure” is something that one gets pleasure from even though one shouldn’t.
What’s even worse is that I don’t find either of the above that attractive because “whiny voice / skinny / no boobs” (all of which they both have in common) is generally speaking a total turn-off for me.
What a mess…