Sports journalist Emily Austin responded to a question about the plight of Jewish people in America by making clear she will “clutch” her Glock 43X if that is what it takes to be “the last Jew in this country.”
Here’s a Glock 43x, which is ugly:
…and here’s young Emily, who most certainly isn’t:
Making the Tribe proud, for all the best reasons. Mazel tov.
A while back, when examining the allure of Bri Teresi, Reader pkudude (Serbian?) happened to mention in Comments another Paige-me-too named Grace Charis, and as I’d never heard of her before, I looked her up.
“Grace Charis is a dynamic American influencer who seamlessly blends her passion for golf with modeling, entrepreneurship, and digital content creation.”
The first pic to appear:
Well, okay… pretty little thing, but nothing there to set the pants world on fire.
Oh, wait.
And off the course, so to speak:
Not as, shall we say pneumatic as Paige or Bri — in fact, what we in the band used to call a “spinner” — but not an entirely unpleasant sight either.
A couple years ago, we took a look at Mrs. Clark Gable. But someone that beautiful and sexy deserves a second look, methinks.
Exquisite. And not a nude role or explicit love scene, ever. Didn’t need to.
We’ve all seen Paige Sprinac on these pages before, but here’s someone to give her a little run for her money: Bri Teresi.
First, some “action” shots:
And then some from off the course, so to speak:
Hole in one.
The best thing you can say about Geraldine Brooks is that she was better than almost every movie she ever played in. She could hold her own against highly-strung co-starring divas as Joan Crawford and the volcanic Anna Magnani. Starting at 18 in a starring role in the long-running Broadway play Follow The Girls, she did nearly half of the 288 performances. Then she got hired by Hollywood to appear in movies, and in the best Hollywood tradition, she was totally undervalued. Only when she quit Hollywood to do Italian movies was she fully appreciated — and when those movies appeared in America, they were bowdlerized beyond recognition.
So… TV, from 1952 she settled for appearing on silly TV shows for another twenty-four years, her performances still always better than the shows themselves.
But enough of that.
Magical.
Okay, I’m pretty sure we all remember the adorable “Lily” from the awful AT&T’s TV ads:
Well, then there’s her real-life persona, Milana Vayntrub:
All grown up, she has.
Yeah, I know that she’s reputedly a foul socialist, but that’s never stopped anyone from looking at Susan Sarandon’s boobs, has it?