Lindsay Ellingson, thirty and tall, meets the general definition, as once specified by David Letterman, of “leggy supermodel.” But this sentence from her Wikipedia page, describing her work for Victoria’s Secret, somewhat messes with my head:
In 2011, she became one of the brand’s signature Angels, as well as the face of its perfume line VS Attractions and its new bra, Gorgeous.
I really, really don’t want to imagine someone being the face of a bra. Really.
The actual introduction, however, seems kind of prosaic:
Um, okay. (By the way, her eyes are up there.)
Last week at Cannes, by comparison, she was downright futuristic in Ulyana Sergeenko:
I like the liquid-look fabric. This whole outfit looks to me like a special-effect — like when Robert Patrick in Terminator 2 would be in the middle of morphing from metal into human. In that vein, I like the middle of the dress and am waiting for the rest of it to catch up.
And then it doesn’t happen:
Naturally, I hate the back. She looks like a very expensive circus performer.
Normal guys will be delighted to hear that Lindsay married a normal guy last year, quite uncharacteristic of leggy supermodels.
(Photos: Gorgeous bra, Adam Bielawski; Cannes, Getty Images.)