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Hutton around

After shooting off my mouth about the beauties of Chucktown, I figured the least I could do would be to provide an example thereof. The name that immediately came to mind was Lauren Hutton, born in Charleston in 1943, though she grew up in Florida and graduated from Tulane.

Lauren Hutton signs in

Never married, Hutton is still considered a brand-name model in her seventies. I suggest it’s because she never addressed her alleged deficiencies, detailed in a Harper’s Bazaar profile when she was thirty:

Lauren is anything but a classical beauty. Her nose flies west, her mouth flies north, she can cross her left eye at will. She made herself beautiful by learning, watching, willing — not by surgically altering her defects.

Lauren Hutton on the front row

And when she got to be my age, well, she looked like this:

Lauren Hutton needs no top

That Letterman-ish tooth gap was something she was advised to conceal early in her career. After a few unlovely efforts, she decided the hell with it. Very wise, I think.

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Slipping somewhere

Regular readers long ago noticed that I tend to put up a lot of pictures of women with nice legs. This is of course due to the fact that I tend to notice such pictures, and having noticed them, I find it relatively easy to generate some sort of text narrative. (Ah, the power of inspiration.) With that in mind, here’s singer Carly Rae Jepsen, a favorite in these parts — “I Really Like You,” from her E·MO·TION album, was my favorite single of 2015 — showing up on the red carpet at the People’s Choice Awards:

Carly Rae Jepsen at the 2016 People's Choice Awards

Tomorrow, she’ll appear as Frenchy, one of the Pink Ladies, in Fox TV’s production of Grease! Live. For the occasion, Billboard circulated this photo of the Pink Ladies in costume:

Carly Rae Jepsen as a Pink Lady

Either I’m going blind, Jepsen is playing Frenchy as an amputee, or some foolish, feckless Photoshopper deleted her right leg.

Note: Per @SwiftOnSecurity, Adobe objects to the term “Photoshopper.”

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Tugging at the earstrings

Carol Burnett was on the cover of Parade this past weekend, and while surrounding her with kids is always a nice touch — you hope one (or more) of them will turn out to be the triple-threat star she’s always been — what grabbed me, given my age and predilections, was along the lines of “Damn, that’s a nice pair of stems for a woman of 82.”

Carol Burnett on the cover of Parade 22 January 2016

I duly dived into the archives, and found these:

Carol Burnett with a furry friend

Carol Burnett strikes a pose

Carol Burnett in Once Upon A Mattress

This last picture is from a revival of Once Upon a Mattress, a 1959 musical for which she won a Tony Award. There have been three television versions: I’m guessing this is the 2005 take, the one in which Burnett plays, not the hypersensitive princess, but the devious queen.

Addendum, 30 January: And apparently she has the temerity to show up at the SAG Awards in bedroom slippers, and fuzzy bedroom slippers at that.

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Never heard of you

I had fun putting this together, because not only had I never heard of her until yesterday, but her notability has been questioned by Wikipedians, meaning her entry is subject to deletion at any time.

With that in mind, meet Felicia Brandström, twenty-nine today:

Portrait of Felicia Brandström

Felicia Brandström up against the wall

What reputation she has, apparently, is based on her appearances on Idol 2006 in Sweden, in which she made it to the final four before being eliminated. Just about all of those appearances have been YouTubed, though, so let’s look at a couple of them. First, doing the Corrs’ “What Can I Do”:

But that’s not the performance that grabbed me. This is:

While Caesars’ original is fairly ubiquitous, having shown up in commercials, videogames, and what have you, I’ve never heard anyone else sing it. (And Caesars were a Swedish band, so it’s no surprise Brandström would have known it.)

She got to the Top Five on the strength of a couple of Motown covers, survived one more round, and then, well, bye, Felicia. I have no idea what’s happened to her in the nine years since. She has one credit in IMDb, for När karusellerna sover (“When the carousels sleep”), the 1998 installment of Sveriges Television’s Christmas Calendar, but after Idol, the trail ends.

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Simply Susan

“Susan Hayward? Gee, I haven’t thought about her since I Want to Live.” And my mind went into High Boggle at the thought, given the fact that Hayward’s character ends up in California’s gas chamber.

“No, dummy. HEYWARD. With an E. She’s in that TV show on PlayStation.”

Putting aside “There’s a TV show on PlayStation?” for the moment, I resolved to do due diligence on Susan Heyward, who has a bunch of film and theatrical credits, including Powers, the aforementioned TV show, in which she’s the second lead, Deena Pilgrim, who works in a police division in a world where some people — presumably, some of the wrong people — have superpowers of a sort.

Portrait of Susan Heyward

Susan Heyward at HBO premiere of Vinyl

The latter picture was snapped at the premiere for HBO’s forthcoming series Vinyl, set in a grimy 1973 New York at the offices of a failing record label. From “grimy” and “New York,” you might guess that Martin Scorsese is involved, and indeed he directed the pilot. Heyward has a role therein. Bragworthy? You bet.

Producing, with Scorsese: Mick Jagger.

And on a different scale, here’s the trailer for the short Busted on Brigham Lane, in which Heyward is the lead:

I apologize for my earlier lack of diligence.

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Your best Bai

“One of these days,” I said to myself, “I’m going to do a post of nothing but Bai Ling tweets.”

This is the day. Enjoy.

A chronic hashtag and/or emoji abuser, she is, but I’ve never regretted following her.

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Strictly off the rack

I sit through live tweets of the red-carpet arrivals of things like the Golden Globes because, well, sometimes I get stories like this one to pass on.

This is Bryce Dallas Howard, resplendent in Jenny Packham:

Bryce Dallas Howard at the 2016 Golden Globes

Contrary to usual Hollywood practice, she did not borrow this gown from Packham’s atelier. It’s not the way Howard plays the game: “I like having lots of options for a size six as opposed to maybe one option, so I always go to department stores!”

As it turns out, she’d bought it last week from Neiman Marcus for $4800, which, as red-carpet gowns go, seems almost comically inexpensive.

Checking the archives, I see that she’s generally done a good job of finding her own frocks:

Bryce Dallas Howard street-styling

Maybe this one was a wee bit small for a six:

Bryce Dallas Howard at Terminator Salvation

But no matter.

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Dressed like a daydream

Taylor Swift explains “Blank Space” to GQ:

That is not my approach to relationships. But is it cool to write the narrative of a girl who’s crazy but seductive but glamorous but nuts but manipulative? That was the character I felt the media had written for me, and for a long time I felt hurt by it. I took it personally. But as time went by, I realized it was kind of hilarious.

So is Swift messing with her audience’s heads? Given the absurd variety of pictures of her one can find circulating on the Net, I think their heads will be messed with regardless of what she says.

Taylor Swift in a swimsuit

Taylor Swift in a writing mood

Taylor Swift gives you a peek

I’ve found it more useful to accept what she says at face value and leave it at that; it’s not like I want to know, or need to know, her innermost secrets or anything.

That said, Taylor Swift does keep her story straight. The making of “Blank Space,” live and unplugged:

And you’ll note it’s the same four chords she always uses: the high-dollar producers she hired were there mainly for their technological gloss. There’s something sort of comforting in that.

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The queen of tragedy

For me, this began with a piece on TTAC about the decline of CD players in new cars. The thread proved to be a fertile one for practitioners of the “You’ve probably never heard of them” comment, although one such mention did actually arouse a grateful-sounding response:

That made me google [Akina] Nakamori whom I’d never heard of. Watched a YouTube of “Shipwreck” and was astonished to hear a J-pop singer who didn’t sound like one of the Fruity Oaty Bar voices.

This caught my attention, of course, and I immediately dialed over:

“Shipwreck” dates to 1989, by which time Nakamori had been a name brand in the Japanese pop market for seven years. Says Generasia of her:

As a singer Nakamori came to be known for her mature yet rebellious style and powerhouse vocals, but also for her ever changing image both visually and musically as opposed to the conservative J-Pop scene. Nakamori is also known as “the queen of tragedy” because most of her songs have a serious or sad tone unlike the normal happy and carefree sound heard in pop music. She was highly success from her debut to 1989, when she attempted suicide after a failed romance with Kondo Masahiko and due to stress induced by the invasive tabloid media. Even though she has never regained the same success, she has still managed to carry on a steady career.

Akina Nakamori in red

Akina Nakamori portrait

And at 50, she’s not going away any time soon:

Akina Nakamori in 2015

Last summer she cut “Unfixable,” one of her few English-language releases.

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Still unforgettable

Congestive heart failure has a way of lurking in the background for God knows how long and then suddenly lowering the boom. So it was with Natalie Cole, taken from us on New Year’s Eve at sixty-five. If it was unexpected, and it was, well, she didn’t look sick recently:

Natalie Cole sitting on the porch

Natalie Cole sitting on the patio

And could she still sing, you ask? You needn’t have asked. In 2013 she cut her last studio album, a collection of Latin standards (Natalie Cole en español) which topped the Latin chart, just missed the top of the Jazz chart, and even crept into the top half of the Billboard 200. The niftiest track, I think, was the five-minute medley enclosed by Tito Puente’s “Oye como va,” which was energetic as anything she’d ever done. But this is the track people clamored for: a version of “Acércate más” (“Come Closer to Me”) in which she’s accompanied by her father.

And if her intonation is better than his — neither of them spoke Spanish — no one’s going to say a word.

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Head ’em off at Rapace

Noomi Rapace, thirty-six today, made her name playing Lisbeth Salander in the three Swedish films made from Stieg Larsson’s Millennium trilogy, starting with The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo in 2009. (Interestingly, the Swedish title was Män som hatar kvinnor: “Men who hate women.”) Her first Hollywood blockbuster was Ridley Scott’s Prometheus.

Noomi Rapace screenshot

Noomi Rapace takes a walk

The surname “Rapace,” incidentally, is French (and Italian) for “bird of prey”; Noomi and Ola Norell selected that name for themselves when they wed in 2001. (They split in 2011.)

Rapace has also appeared in music videos, including this weird little Luc Besson epic for the Rolling Stones in 2012:

Perhaps she just looks, um, musical; she’s slated to star in two upcoming biopics, one about Maria Callas, the other about Amy Winehouse.

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A Boxing Day gift

Turkish actress Selen Soyder was born on this date in 1986. She’s done several soaps, and in 2007 she was named Miss Turkey, going on to the Miss World pageant, where she didn’t place.

Selen Soyder poses

Selen Soyder by the pool

About three years ago, she cut a single called “Dance Again [Hareketli].” No official video was made, but someone put a video together based on existing pictures of her, plus oversized captions lest someone extract them.

More recent photos were assembled into this video:

She seems to stay out of the news, though there was one incident where she is supposed to have stolen the boyfriend of another actress.

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Again, close enough

Andrew Crossett has been collecting votes for the Best Celebrity Legs of the Year for nineteen years now, and this year, I figured, it was just a question of how far out in front that amazingly tall singer of country songs who no longer sings country songs would end up.

And the answer is not at all, because Crossett’s poll, for the second time ever, ended in a tie. (This was the first time.) Sharing this year’s title, singer Selena Gomez, another graduate of the Disney School of Pop Princesses, who has a pretty fair stage presence in her own right:

Selena Gomez on stage

Selena Gomez on stage

Before you ask: five-foot-five. And an offstage glimpse:

Selena Gomez street styling

“Good for You,” the big hit from her Revival album, sounds very much like — um, nothing she’d done previously. It was shortened a bit to make the video:

Seven writers (including Gomez) and five producers. I suppose that’s good for someone. And if you don’t quite get those visuals, there’s always Instagram:

Selena Gomez on Instagram

Seems understandable enough.

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Normally Fey

What do you say about a 45-year-old woman who doesn’t for a moment think she’s glamorous? Based on these two shots, apparently you don’t say a word: you just point to the wardrobe and start the camera.

Tina Fay in Edit Magazine

Tina Fay in Edit Magazine

Tina Fey’s expression here says basically “This is as close as I get to sultry, so from this moment on, you’re on your own.” Then again, this is a woman who once said “I actually have a very low level of Flintstones knowledge for someone my age.”

She also admits to having been a prototype of the Mean Girl, as a coping mechanism: “In your mind it’s a way of leveling the playing field. Though of course it’s not.” Then again, comedy was a coping mechanism:

“For me it was about hitting age 13 and realizing, ‘OK, I’m not going to glide by on looks. I’m a normal-looking person, but that’s not going to be where my bread is buttered.'”

Which explains, perhaps, why she’s always working: she’s afraid to loaf.

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Fifteen plus eleven

This, of course, implies that she didn’t freak over anything in her very first year. Which may or may not be true.

Anyway, this is Taylor Swift’s 26th birthday, and she spent much of it on a plane. Leaving Australia:

Taylor Swift at the airport in Sydney

And landing at LAX:

Taylor Swift at Los Angeles International

In terms of “freaking out,” I suspect rather a lot of Swifties responded badly to this incident back in the spring:

Taylor Swift from here down

To explain:

The 25-year-old singer released a photo Saturday [14 March] showing a nasty cut on her heavily insured left leg — a wound apparently inflicted by her feline Meredith.

“Great work Meredith,” quipped Swift. “I was just trying to love you and now you owe me 40 million dollars.”

Nine months later, she’s fine, so far as I can see, and believe me, I’ve looked.

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Almost like real life

They’ve turned Carly Rae Jepsen into a Sim:

Which I find sort of amusing, since at times she actually looks like a Sim, as in this campaign a couple years back for Candie’s:

Carly Rae Jepsen for Candie's shoes

And I suppose that’s not a bad place to be after you’ve turned 30, which she did this year:

Carly Rae Jepsen in Entertainment Weekly 2015

Entertainment Weekly picked Carly Rae’s E·MO·TION album as second best of the year; I can’t imagine them being off by more than one.

Oh, and the upcoming Gimmie Love tour will not stop here in the Big Breezy, but she’ll be at Cain’s in Tulsa on the 7th of March. Hmmm…

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Put on your red shoes and dance the blues

Greetings from Manolo BlahnikAfter looking at Manolo Blahnik’s little online greeting card for perhaps longer than I needed to, I started contemplating the matter of accessorizing, which indeed is no small manner. What, I wondered, would one wear with this very red and somewhat bulky shoe? The photo offers no indication; indeed, it hews to that trope made popular in fashion books and lad mags alike, the notion of a woman wearing nothing but high heels. I don’t know about you, but I don’t know anybody like that, and while my world is obviously the poorer for it, it’s not like I’d have any kind of chance with someone who is known to have done that sort of thing, such as Mary-Kate Olsen, and besides, she just got married to someone older, though certainly not older than I am.

At the very least, I reasoned, one would not wear this with an actual red dress: that would be overkill. Cristina up in Toronto came up with one case where red shoes and red dress work, and that’s on the red carpet with a very minimal red shoe:

Rosamund Pike on the Academy Awards red carpet

Here we see Rosamund Pike at the 2015 Academy Awards, resplendent in Givenchy, wearing about the least amount of material that can legitimately be called a shoe. For any other situation, you need to throw in at least one additional color, as Pike does here with a green platform:

Rosamund Pike takes a breather

And well, since I don’t give up on mental images quickly enough, once again Rosamund Pike, this time not wearing shoes, and probably not anything else either:

Rosamund Pike takes a bath

Although if you really want your eyes to bug out, what you need to see is a list of Pike’s nominations and awards for her work in 2014’s Gone Girl, one of which resulted in her being on that particular red carpet in the first place.

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It’s all in the wrists

Or perhaps on the wrists. Yuja Wang took to Facebook to show off a Rolex:

Yuja Wang wearing a Rolex

Does it affect her playing style? Probably not:

Yuja Wang wearing a Rolex

A moment away from the keyboard, with mentor Michael Tilson Thomas:

Yuja Wang on the sofa

For some reason, Tilson Thomas looks to me in this picture like he’d just asked her if she wanted to buy a watch. He hadn’t.

Yuja Wang plays RavelOn the off-chance that she actually had to pay for that pricey timekeeper, I was able to replenish her funds to a small extent by buying her album — as always, on Deutsche Grammophon — of the two Ravel piano concerti, fleshed out with Fauré’s Ballade in F# major. I’ve played it through twice so far, and I’m not sure whether it moves to the top spot in my list of favorite Ravel piano recordings. I think I’m going to have to go hunt around in the stacks for its most serious rival, a 1976 outing by Anne Queffélec from the old Musical Heritage Society.

Addendum: The CBC names Yuja among the ten best-dressed classical musicians today.

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Behold the Scream Queen

She looks sort of benign to me, but that’s the way these things work:

Jessica Stroup portrait

Jessica Stroup has done several scarefest films, including Vampire Bats, Left in Darkness, The Hills Have Eyes 2, and the 2008 remake of Prom Night.

Jessica Stroup reading

Even scarier, she was part of the 90210 reboot, playing Silver. (Silver’s first name was Erin, but she didn’t use it; she was just “Silver.”) And there’s something vaguely disquieting about seeing her reading Dylan Thomas in a West Hollywood salon which subsequently moved to, um, Melrose Place.

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Something of a reach

Women with legs that go on for days aren’t exactly common, but when they go on into the middle of next week, there’s no way I’m not going to take notice.

Chase Kennedy on the couch

The latest contender for America’s pinniest pins:

It was only a month ago that we wrote about Holly Burt — a 20-year-old design student from Florida — and her 1.25 metre legs strolling into the record books.

But now Chase Kennedy — a 22-year-old model from California — is claiming she has the longest legs in America, saying they measure in at a whopping 1.29 metres.

We’re talking 51 inches here, an inseam that’s more of an outseam, if you know what I mean, and I think you do.

Chase Kennedy gets vertical

There is, of course, video:

I think the startling aspect of all this is how Chase, at six foot five, towers over her 5’11” mom.

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Such a game

I had no trouble believing that there was a film called Bruce Lee—The Fighter coming out this fall; I did not, however, expect that it would be a Telugu film about a game designer who falls for a stuntman. The game designer is played by actress Rakul Preet Singh:

Publicity photo of Rakul Preet Singh

At five feet, eight and a half inches tall, Preet might well tower over some of her leading men, which bothers her hardly at all:

“Well, a lot of my leading men aren’t as tall as I am, but then technology is quite advanced today and thanks to that, a tall actress does not have to worry about losing out on projects.”

Rakul Preet Singh watches from the sidelines

A dance student in her younger days, she gets plenty of opportunity to put those skills to use:

The CineMAA Awards, since you asked, are the top awards in Telugu-language film.

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Penda

This started when I happened upon a photo of Taraji P. Henson, and wondered, not for the first time: “What’s the P for?”

Says Wikipedia, it’s “Penda,” a Swahili word meaning “love.” (“Taraji” apparently means “hope.”) Her education was remarkable: she studied electrical engineering at North Carolina A&T, and graduated from Howard seven years later with a BFA in drama. (And I thought my career path was, um, unusual.)

Taraji P. Henson takes a break

Henson has done a couple of saucy ads for PETA, of which this is perhaps the more modest:

Taraji P. Henson for PETA

And sometimes she’s not quite so buttoned up:

Taraji P. Henson at VH1's Big In 2015

That’s the picture that caught my eye. But what I really wanted you to see was this bit that never quite made it to Saturday Night Live:

Nothing at all like Cookie Lyon in Empire, right?

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The hard-luck girl

The E! True Hollywood Story series dates back to 1996; even then they weren’t overly interested in C-list performers who came to an unfortunate end unless they could get lots of file footage, which they couldn’t for someone who died in 1948. Mary Imogene Robertson, who began her career as a Ziegfeld Girl under the name Imogene “Bubbles” Wilson, moved to Germany in the wake of a scandal and changed her name, then came back to the States and changed it once more. As “Mary Nolan,” she made a number of pre-Code pictures, but by 1933 her career was over.

Mary Nolan as a blonde

Mary Nolan in a jaunty cap

Nolan was only 31 when she faded; she’d had a history of unfortunate romantic involvements and occasional bouts with opioids, perhaps a result of a long hospitalization in 1929 in which she was introduced to the wonders of morphine.

Then again, ex-starlets in trouble were good copy long before E! The American Weekly, a Sunday-newspaper supplement published by Hearst, ran a serialized version of Nolan’s life in 1941. You may be certain that none of the saucy pictures for which she posed in the pre-Code era appeared in the Sunday paper.

And in 1948, Nolan was found dead in her home; she had been suffering from a gall-bladder ailment, but the subsequent autopsy indicated an overdose of Seconals and no sign of foul play. Hard luck, indeed.

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Exterior matters

“The real belle of the automotive ball,” says a TTAC commenter, “is Vicki Vlachakis.”

Well, you don’t have to prod me twice:

Vicki Vlachakis on top of a tool chest

Vlachakis grew up in Pasadena, California, and studied at the Art Center College of Design. Hired by Mercedes-Benz, she relocated to Germany, but returned to take an offer by General Motors, eventually becoming the manager of GM’s west-coast Advanced Design Studio. Working from Franz von Holzhausen’s original concept, she developed the interior for the Pontiac Solstice/Saturn Sky twin roadsters.

Vicki Vlachakis in a Pontiac Solstice

After taking her leave of the General, she set up a handbag operation called Nooni, and then disappeared entirely. I’d love to see where she turns up next.

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Ginchier than thou

As the 1950s faded into the 1960s, Warner Bros. was messing around with the concept of synergy: they’d hired actress Connie Stevens for their TV series Hawaiian Eye, but they figured they could get even more mileage out of her at their nascent record company. Accordingly, they paired her up with then-cult hero Edd “Kookie” Byrnes from WB’s 77 Sunset Strip, with the following results:

Never was quite sure what Kookie meant by “You’re the ginchiest,” but surely Connie had no shortage of ginch:

Connie Stevens in what may be fake fur

The next year, Stevens got a solo hit — #3 in Billboard, one notch higher than the Kookie track — with the teen-dream ballad “Sixteen Reasons.”

Connie Stevens ages well

She would continue to score low-charting items through 1965, but her best record might have been “Keep Growing Strong,” which failed to catch fire in 1970:

Producer/cowriter Thom Bell, however, knew this song could be a hit, and a couple of years later it would be, with an established soul group and a new title.

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A heroine for our times

Ella Marija Lani Yelich-O’Connor, better known as Lorde, is nineteen today, but for the two years I’ve been aware of her existence I seem to have picked up a strange cross-generational vibe from her, as though she’d inherited DNA from both Lana Del Rey and Wednesday Addams: you can hear the torch in her voice, even in her most electro-dreamy tunes, yet she remains altogether ooky.

And despite her best efforts, she’s highly photogenic:

Lorde about the time of Royals

Lorde let loose in the garden

That said, my favorite song of hers, “Tennis Court,” from the Pure Heroine album, yielded up a spectacularly cringe-inducing video:

Just the same, Uncle Fester would approve.

(Suggested by Brian J., with an assist from George Brett.)

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Pass the carrot cake

Proteus, in Greek legend, was a water god, his shape, like his domain, always changing. (See also Heraclitus: “No man ever steps in the same river twice, for it’s not the same river and he’s not the same man.”) Close as we can get to Proteus these days is Heidi Klum, who in this shot is pulling microphone duty at some MTV Europe event in 2012:

Heidi Klum for the channel formerly known as Music Television

But that’s work. For play, she goes all out:

Heidi Klum as Jessica Rabbit

As I live and breathe, Jessica Rabbit!

[S]he’s been planning her vampy Jessica Rabbit costume for weeks. At the beginning of October, she gave a behind-the-scenes glimpse into the first steps of creating a prosthetic body and cartoon face. When Heidi Klum decides to dress as Jessica Rabbit, she doesn’t go to Party City and buy a red wig, some purple eyeshadow, and a sparkly dress. Nope, she has a professional team fashion her a new butt out of movie-quality materials.

Another look:

Heidi Klum as Jessica Rabbit

Disney, you may remember, wasn’t about to greenlight Who Framed Roger Rabbit with a budget of $50 million, and forced a cut to $30 million. I suspect they had no idea that one of the characters would still be a household word twenty-seven years later.

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Ward of the state

Someone on a message board once described Maitland Ward to me as basically America’s answer to Bai Ling: legitimate acting chops and a fairly long list of credits, but apparently mostly interested these days in appearing in public in abbreviated outfits.

“Abbreviated,” of course, piqued my interest, and it took no time at all to turn up these examples:

Maitland Ward prepared for battle, sort of

I think I just might put this second one after the jump:

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Commanding the eye

Judging by this still from Season 4 of The Mindy Project, Mindy Kaling has grown fond of the V-neck:

Mindy Kaling with serious cleavage

It also works away from the set:

Mindy Kaling with more serious cleavage

This was all too much for me, and I went back to something a bit less revealing:

Mindy Kaling sitting

That fourth season of The Mindy Project will air on Hulu, which ordered 26 new episodes, bringing the total to 93.

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With her head in the clouds

We have yet another contender for Longest Legs. This is Holly Burt, of Brooklyn’s Williamsburg district, six foot five, 49.5 inches from hip to hoof, a tall drink of water by any standards not involving basketball:

She’s the tallest in her family, though not by much: her dad is 6’1″, her mom is 6’0″, and she has a 6’0″ sister. Perhaps unsurprisingly, she won’t date anyone under 6’3″.

Holly Burt seated

Holly Burt standing

And maybe let’s cancel that “basketball” remark. Point guard Shannon Bobbitt, who played four years in the WNBA and was last seen playing in Europe, is all of five foot two.

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