1957 Chevrolet Cameo
Connie Britton
Wait: red hair, freckles, dimples, long legs — and all that riding next to me on the bench seat of that exquisite Chevy truck?
Whichever route I chose, the trip would take me weeks…
Category: Beauty
Classic Beauty: Jane Greer
Doomed by her contract to stand forever in the shadow of Ava Gardner and Lana Turner (the studio’s favorites at the time), Jane Greer was once called “the greatest actress never to win an Oscar”. And it’s quite true: as the femme fatale in so much of the 1940s-era noir genre, she showed a sinister stillness about her roles that set her apart from the overacting of most of her female peers. I think I only ever saw her in Out Of The Past, in which she was every bit the equal of the brooding, brilliant Robert Mitchum.
So let’s have a look, shall we?
And out of costume:
Of course, no look at a noir actress would be complete without a gun:
Deadly.
Classic Beauty: Grace Kelly
So much has been written about Princess Grace of Monaco a.k.a. Grace Kelly that I’m not going to bother with any kind of commentary. Let’s just feast our eyes, shall we?
And in glorious Technicolor:
Still the best example of classy beauty, after all these years.
Random Totty
Seems as though every time I post a pic of a slender women, there are a jillion couple of comments about feeding the poor starving girl a pasta dinner or two.
Well, today’s totty doesn’t need any of that. Her name is Rasha Kirmani, and she’s apparently quite popular in India and online. Enjoy.
Modern Classic Beauty: Charlotte Rampling
Probably one of the better examples of the femme fatale in the movies, Charlotte Rampling evoked the Swinging Sixties — the last few years thereof at any rate — as much as anyone.
It helped that she was, and still is, a brilliant actress — equally fluent in French and English — and so has never had to get by just by showing off her body.
Although she was never shy about that, either:
And in color:
Add to that a glorious, sexy contralto like Lauren Bacall’s…
…which means (like Bacall) pure sex appeal at any age.
And then there’s that “showing off the body” thing:
Random Totty
Last weekend I watched Hitchcock’s brilliant movie To Catch A Thief, and it’s always a pleasure to gaze upon the mid-1950s Grace Kelly and her Sunbeam Alpine sports car:
…not to mention the glorious scenery of the Midi:
However, in all this ogling, a random brain cell fastened on the other cutie in the movie, the teenager Danielle, who has a crush on the (much-older) Cary Grant.
In real life, her name was Brigitte Auber, and in the movie, she’s given the tomboy treatment — no doubt to reinforce the illusion of her age (she was actually nearly 30 when the movie was made), as much as to make her less alluring than the leading lady.
Of course, outside that look, she was a lot more interesting:
But Brigitte’s real claim to fame is that she helped turn her then-boyfriend, one Alain Delon, into a movie star.
By the way, Brigitte Auber will be turning 100 in a month’s time.