She is quite possibly one of the most sensual women of all time, and I for one am not going to argue with that description of Anouk Aimée.
And she could do classy as well as slatternly:
She was the sexiest of the Sexy 60s era. Just watch her in the 1966 movie A Man And A Woman, and you’ll see what I see.
Like most Brit celebrity totties, Liverpool-born totty Kym Marsh has a background as a singer and actress, and more recently as a TV presenter. Here she is as a youngin:
However, as she approaches the half-century mark, she’s a front-runners in the GILF stakes:
Here she is with her daughter (left), who is apparently about to produce Kym’s fourth (!) grandchild:
I know what you’re thinking. Don’t go there.
Silent movies, Billie Dove: they go together like a horse and carriage, as the song goes. And it’s easy to see why. But first, she started out as a Ziegfeld Girl:
…at age 15, despite not being able to dance.
Then Hollywood came a-calling, and she was signed to a movie contract. Apparently, someone complained to the studio head that she couldn’t act, either. Whereupon the studio head said: “Who cares? Just look at her!”
You can kinda see his point, I think.
Anyone remember this little thing, from Wayne’s World?
Unquestionably one of the cutest exports from Philippines, it’s Tia Carrere:
Doing the Baywatch thing:
And yes, she’s now in her late fifties, but still worth a spin, says I:
Started off in Italian TV, but her original career goal was to be a sexual psychologist. At this point, the lines pretty much write themselves…
…if you know what I mean.
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.