Category: Beauty

Random Totty

Gratuitous Chick Pics

This is close to being the final detritus swept from my various picture folders.  I can’t remember most of their names, so you’ll just have to do the search thing if you’re at all interested.  Most are Brit “celebrities”, or else just random things who have caught my fancy as I scour the Internet for stuff I’d rather not talk about right now.  Enjoy.

This one is some Canadian TV presenter, I think:

Tomorrow we’ll return to seditious ill-tempered rants, guns, gas-guzzling cars and similar evil stuff — in other words, it’ll be back to normal

Aweful

Architecture, Modernism, Two-Minute Hate

When an article begins with:

“Recently I spent a couple of days in Dubai-on-Thames, formerly known as London”

…you just know you’re in for a rant of the kind you will often see on this back porch, only with (far) fewer Bad Words.  And indeed, Theodore has still more gems, like:

“That anyone capable of uttering such drivel should be appointed (with the prime minister’s approval!) to a position of such importance demonstrates that the country has long since passed the point of no return as far as its decay is concerned.”

…and my personal favorite (about another writer):

“In a sensible world, the writer of this would be charged with crimes against the English language and forbidden from ever writing again.”

Under the reign of World-Emperor Kim, such charges would be accompanied by public floggings, but let’s not get distracted here.

Also:

“On and on goes this saccharine semi-prayer that made me want to throw a brick through the window.”

Or put a .45 bullet into the miscreant writer, but that punishment would be reserved for the editors of various newspapers (you can guess their names).

Anyway, go ahead and read the whole article, because I’ve only touched on the vitriol.

The title of this post reverts to the original spelling of the word, i.e. something that inspires awe, and is being used sarcastically.

No Double Standard

Gratuitous Chick Pics, Men & Women

Apparently, rent boy-lookalike actor Paul Rudd has, at age 52, been declared the “Sexiest Man Alive” by some magazine (details unnecessary).

Predictably, Teh Womyns are going all whiny, saying that no woman age 52 would be considered for the appellation in their gender (because men are pigs and ageism is eeevil etc. etc. etc. oh FFS #KillMeNow).

Really?  I throw this open to my Loyal Readers, and ask them whether at least one of the following women (all of a similar vintage to Rudd) would fail to make their Top 5 Sexiest Women Alive, against the current crop of youngins (and all the pics are recent, no older than two years):

Salma Hayek (55)

Liz Hurley (55)

Nigella Lawson (56)

Caprice Bourret (50)

Nicole Kidman (54)

Monica Bellucci (57)

(I know, I know shuddup) Helena Bonham Carter (55)

And reaching back a few more years:

Michelle Pfeiffer (63)

Sela Ward (65)

Jennifer Tilly (63)

…and let’s not forget

Carole Vorderman (61)

Now I know that a lot of women of this vintage will have had some surgical restoration done — but guess what?  Men do it, too — especially in show business, where most of these “contestants” are drawn from.

Feel free to add your (50+) nominations, in Comments.

Sunday In Belgium

Beauty

Ahhh, Belgium:  a flat little country sandwiched between Holland and France, and used as a military highway by the Germans twice during the 20th century.

But it’s beautiful, especially in the south where the Ardennes Forest covers the hills and valleys.

Oh yeah, and there’s Spa:

Also Bruges:

…and Brussels:

And while we’re on that topic:

   

And they just loves their football, oh yes they do:

For tennis, there’s former world #1 tennis totty Kim Clijsters:

…who quit tennis to have a baby, then came back three years later as a plump matron, and won the U.S. Open.  Twice.

And back when there were still F1 grid girls (grrrr don’t get me started):

Speaking of delicious things to eat, there’s the peerless Belgian chocolate:

…then, and still, the finest chocolate in the world.  In Belgium, it’s regarded as an art form, and supermarkets devote whole aisles to the lovely stuff.

And then there’s this stuff:

…but I have to say that while others swear by Belgian ales, I don’t care much for them.  Maybe I just didn’t spend long enough in Belgium  [makes note]  or maybe I should just have read something like this.

But I’ve left the best till last.  From Liège:

Aaahhh, you know all about their guns, so I haven’t bothered putting any pics up here. Read more

Confederacy Of Awful

Architecture, Modernism

In the traditional sense, the word “awful” had the precise opposite of its meaning today;  something “awful” (or “awe-full”) created awe in the listener or viewer, rather than making one want to puke.

I suspect that “awe-full” was intended in the creation of this list.  But as one who as World Emperor would impose a retroactive global ban on any structure taller than twenty floors, the list simply makes me want to head for the barf bag.

As far as I’m concerned, of course, “Ten Best Skyscrapers” could just as easily be “Ten Best Snakebites”.  That this is an annual competition depresses me even more.  Here’s one example, taken at random:

And, to add insult to injury, the “Tour Alto” (6th place) is in Paris.

Kill them all.