va-va-va valmont!

you don't need a reason to celebrate valmont. i mean, check it out... he's smooth, gorgeous, sexy, velvety, and a master of seduction. his voice, his swaggering manner, the look in his eyes... who can resist? well, I can't... join the club. i got this screen capture a long time ago... which is a miracle in and of itself, on account of the only dvd release (so far) is 'crappy' at best. hopefully there'll be a 'criterion' or something released in the near future. wow... the longer i look at a photo like this, i realize it kinda sucks that guys aren't encouraged to walk around dressed like that these days. then again, i don't know how many 'modern' guys could 'rock' a look like this one so successfully. hey, these days, i don't know many 'modern guys' period... but that's beside the point. so.... as this may be the last entry i post tonight, dig that face.

upskirt

hey, i don't know who these chicks are, but i DO know one thing... they're wearing real panties...! mmm, deelish. i have such mixed feelings about modern girls' underwear. like, i know a lot of girls love the 'thong scene,' apparently some find them more comfortable, or think they're sexier... maybe they just do it because they want a smooth line, maybe some wear 'em because they're in style, maybe some wear 'em because they think that's what a guy these days expects to see, but... (sigh) i must be real hardcore 'old-school,' because i don't think anything compares to a real sneak-glimpse of real all-covering panties. perhaps its a fetish thing. i don't know. perhaps its my age... i don't know. but whoa, look at these legs, that sweet lacy fabric... the 'forbidden-ness' of it just enchants me. i love the low-heeled, modest patent leather shoes, i love the swinging purses, and i love the boys in the background, checking out the leggy gorgeousness. dig it. (click to enlarge)

any more for the christian dior...?

okay, this entry isn't going to be very long. i just HAD to post a shot of this dress. now, THAT'S a red dress, ladies and gentlemen. hey, i just 'wanna wear it' so hard its making my vision blur. i mean, hey, is that a perfect red dress or what? sigh... i remember one time jean-luc and i went to the Metropolitan Museum of Art when they were hosting an exhibition of Christian Dior dresses... it was like, 'soul-porn' for a girl like me, if that makes any sense. i hate to say it, i don't remember any specific dresses i saw... like, it was 15 years ago... but man, it was some gorgeous stuff. Dior was the favorite designer of Eva Peron, and its easy to see why when looking at miraculous little numbers like this one. man, the sleeve-length is perfect, the color is 'just right,' and i know it would flatter my ample figure, too. the more i look at it, the more i wanna put it on. someday man... someday...

emerald jelica

i think its cool that i've just recently (well, relatively recently) learned that anjelica huston once had a flourishing modeling career. and thanks to the 'sweeping-cape' nature of 'This Wild Machine,' i'm able to see some of the groovy photos that were produced over those years. i really like this one. here we have the crucial-and-beautiful miss huston, dreamily dolled up in cool, minty, dreamy, jungly shades of green. wow, look at those eyes... how they glint and glitter like malachite. she seems to be ...acting, like, conveying an emotion, even though its 'just a photo shoot.' i love the jewled vest... i dig the flowing, long legs of the outfit. but above all, i just love that look on her face. so bright, so positive, so lovely. she looks both 'smart and logical,' yet still 'wistful and hopelessly romantic.' i love this era of clothing and photography. i wish there was a lot more stuff out there just like this. groovy. (click to enlarge)

sporty spice

hey, twins, man, twins...!! here we have twin sisters yvette and yvonne sylvander, on the cover of 'sports illustrated' back in january 1980-something. now, ladies and gentlemen... THOSE are bathing suits! i almost can't decide which one i like better. personally, i prefer to wear one-pieces, on account of my high waist and all. but these chicks don't appear to have any figure flaws to be concerened with. and fortunately for us, this picture is old enough that chances are, the girls are real... (maybe there's been a little airbrushing, but not much more.) i mean, they obviously don't have those fake-ass bubble boobs... i hate those. like, what's wrong with soft, sudsy boobs? like, when did they go out of style? plus, you know i love it when cheesecake girls look like they're genuinely happy and having a good time. and hey, they're twins! like, who could ask for anything more? just a great summertime picture. dig it.

jack as baxter

well, its been a week, and i still don't seem to be completely 'over' my crush on an mid-'60's jack lemmon. i probably don't even have to say it, but this is a shot from the academy award winning picture, 'the apartment,' co-starring shirley maclaine. here shirley is, as fran, appointing jack's (baxter's) jacket with a flower from her own lapel. through elevator conversation, she learned he had a big job interview... which could possibly lead to a big promotion. not only does she lend him a flower, she also cares enough to deliver some advice that's far more vital when it comes to making a good first impression... right before the elevator doors slide shut, she instructs him: "...and wipe your nose." if you haven't seen this movie, you owe it to yourself to watch it again. upon several viewings, i realize the content must've been pretty scandalous when it was released in... 1961, i think? i mean, it deals with topics such as adultery, lies, class discrimination, sexism, suicide, sex, and love. notable in the supporting cast? ray walston (...mr. Hand!) as one of the corporate Yes Men.

back to bach

contrary to popular belief, the actress barbara bach, (seen here) is no relation to the Duke's cousin, daisy, played by catherine bach. that cleared up, dig this great magazine ad from the mid 70's. we see barbara, all hippied up in her girly pad, looking wistful. according to the copy, she's apparently dreaming of all the Lenox china she's gonna get when she meets her prince charming and gets married. hmmm, something tells me that when this chestnut-haired bombshell met and married a certain mr. RINGO STARR..., yes, THE beatle, ringo starr; something tells me there probably wasn't an overflow of cheapish department store dishware at that reception. i think the most famous drummer in the entire universe was probably able to afford something a little more dazzling than plates and saucers. i always thought they made a super couple. i always liked barbara, too... she even managed to swallow a little bit of pride and starred alongside her husband as 'Lana' in the 1981 ...cult hit? "Caveman." (also starring Dennis Quaid, as you probably know.) hey, part of me wants to see that movie again... and a larger part of me really, really does NOT. but barbara's still cool in my book. hey. she's sexy, she's a Beatle wife, and i dug her in "Force Ten From Navarone." (and what's with that bizarro 'snakeoid' stuffed animal toy at her feet?)

jack

i've been having strange dreams lately. in them, i'm romantically involved with a mid-60's jack lemmon. although i've always been a fan, i have no idea why. i haven't traditionally thought of him as a sex symbol. but for some reason, he seems intent on finding me when i sleep and getting me to make out with him. yes, crazy, i know. so i went diving for some pictures last night; looking for some that seem to represent what he looks like in my dreams. this picture was pretty damn close. so jack, wherever you are, you may smile knowing a girl who was born in '72 is asleep somewhere, having erotic dreams about you. in my opinion, there is no actor alive that is better than you were. hopelessly drunk or sassily in drag; clearing your sinuses or straining spaghetti with a tennis racquet, you are an American treasure, and you never fail to move me. thanks, jack. (and maybe i'll see you tonight...??)