I see that wannabe never-was celebrity Bai Ling is going to be indiscreet:
“I just feel at this stage of my life, it’s about time to tell these fascinating stories about those men everybody knows.” [the washed-up 54-year-old actress explained]
Mind you, she’s never been known for her discretion, playing on that (inexplicable) American male “Asian fantasy chick” fetish forever.
And she’s always been the Queen Of The “Accidental Nip-Slip”:
And as for the full monty:
Probably the greatest actress never to win an Academy Award (despite five nominations!), Irene Dunne was that rarity: a beautiful, dignified and regal person both in real life and in movies, despite being most famous as a comedic actress.
I’ve seen three or four of her movies, and the best of them (The White Cliffs Of Dover, which I have on DVD) probably half a dozen times. (Also recommended: Love Affair with Charles Boyer, which I’ve only seen twice, but that’s going to be remedied soon, and White Cliffs… errrrr maybe tonight?) Also, The Awful Truth is one of the funniest comedy movies ever made. (You may thank me later.)
Anyway, here she is:
Oh, and did I mention that she also had an exquisite soprano singing voice? She wuz robbed (x5).
In a move of pure class, I’ve dedicated all today’s posts to the concept of showing yer ass — figuratively and, as you will see below, literally.
After all, it seems to be all the fashion nowadays:
And on we go…
The worst thing about the James Bond movie Diamonds Are Forever is that Jill St. John puts in an appearance only about halfway through the damn thing.
That said, once she does she makes the rest of the silly movie worth watching.
…and then there’s Jill outside the Bond thing:
She may well be one of my favorite movie redheads of all time (along with Greer Garson, of course).
European football’s “Champions League” competition is an annual event — a mini-World Cup, so to speak — which attempts to answer the burning question: “Ignoring national boundaries, which is the best football club in Europe?”
I know that in these parts, football (“soccer”) is about as popular as Underwater Australian Wrist Wrestling (Friday nights @ 3am on ESPN), but bear with me because I’m not going to talk about the game anyway.
The ECL’s main TV host is an Albanian named Eva Amati, and she makes all our U.S. female sports presenters look like male drag artists.
And her Valentine’s Day pic:
I want to lie on a bed and listen to her murmur sweet Italian* nothings in my ear.
*She speaks Italian and English fluently, as well as her native Albanian.
Today we’re going to look (in some detail) at Camila Giorgio, who in her early thirties has recently retired from an unremarkable career in tennis:
…and moved into a different kind of career altogether.
No, not music. While it is generally true that tennis totties have nice legs, Camila’s are sensational.
Tennis’s loss; our gain.