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Continue to think of Laura

Sometimes the celebs make it easy for you. Laura Vandervoort has been tweeting pictures from a photoshoot out in the desert:

I dunno. It seems to me that after three years as a werewolf on Bitten, she might want to appear some place where you probably don’t expect to see werewolves.

Then again, she looks Very Serious in those shots, so I counter with this Comic-Con item from last summer, in which she, um, doesn’t:

Laura Vandervoort at Comic-Com

And this is something she’s working on:

I’m creating a kids’ TV show. I wrote a book about four years ago, a children’s book. I would go to a lot of comic conventions and meet young girls who looked up to Supergirl and I realized at the time the action figures and that sort of thing were not the healthiest role models for girls. They were oversexualized and had unrealistic body types and these girls were like eight years old.

So I thought there’s nothing on television for that age group to really look up to and relate to [in terms of] someone their age with powers. So long story short, we’re in the development stage, it’s called Super Duper Delia, we’re excited, hopefully within the next year things will start moving along.

This could get interesting.

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Stam tall

Last time we checked in with Jessica Stam, she was showing us the inside of a Mercedes-Benz concept car, which probably isn’t a bad gig for a model, especially one who was discovered in a Tim Hortons.

That was four and a half years ago. Since then, she’s appeared, as models will, in many different guises, some of which are more plausible than others.

Jessica Stam in a dramatic pose

Jessica Stam in a not-so-dramatic pose

The latter of these comes from a 2015 gala in Saint-Tropez under the auspices of the Leonardo diCaprio Foundation. It’s, um, an interesting style.

From Vogue, a short film starring Stam, on behalf of the fashion house founded by Thierry Mugler:

Watch this video on The Scene.

Although she’s probably best known for taking a spill at the Chloé Fall 2006 show in Paris:

She later blamed the shoes, which she said were “ridiculously high,” but I have to admire her The Show Must Go On look.

Jessica Stam, thirty today, is five foot ten and a half, in case you were wondering about the title.

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No further explanation needed

In 2002, Melissa Joan Hart, then twenty-six, was asked if she might be up for a Clarissa Explains It All reunion. She might not: “Shirley Temple taught me one thing. And that was once you finish a career, you move on.” At the time, she’d not only finished Clarissa, but was just about to wrap up Sabrina the Teenage Witch as well; her most recent series, Melissa and Joey, ran for four seasons on ABC Family (now “Freeform”), finishing in 2015. She keeps busy, though: she has a husband and three kids, a fashion line (“King of Harts”), and a tremendous social-media following, to whom this revelation was doled out:

That was perhaps somewhat more risqué than usual for MJH, who showed up for the premiere this month of God’s Not Dead 2 in this:

Melissa Joan Hart at the opening of God's Not Dead 2, 2016

Which is not to say she’s keeping her not-so-wild side under wraps, exactly:

Melissa Joan Hart, much younger and redder

Today, the former Teenage Witch is 40.

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Motivation for all

One thing Ming-Na Wen does very well is get your attention, or at least mine:

This, um, motivated me to dig out some red-carpet shots for contrast, and boy, are they contrasty:

Ming-Na Wen at the premiere of Captain America: Civil Wars

I think she looks a bit younger in that shot, with that abbreviated hemline and Paris Berelc-ish pout, than she does in this one:

Ming-Na Wen at the Nickelodeon Kids Choice Awards 2016

(Not that you asked, but she’s 52.)

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Your daily requirement of Eurodance

It’s Saturday night in 1994, and say hello to Whigfield:

Whigfield in red

“Saturday Night” went straight to Number One in the UK and did well generally on the Continent, though follow-ups were not so successful, and after five albums, the last one in 2012 titled W, she retired from the limelight.

Whigfield a little farther along

Sort of. Reclaiming the name given her when she was born in 1975, Sannie Charlotte Carlson, billing herself as Sannie, has come up with a new song:

Before you ask: Sannie is behind the bar.

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Meteoric rise

Canadian singer Lights, who won me over several years back with the crisply upbeat yet weepingly sad “Second Go,” continues to perplex and amaze. She circulated this photo earlier this week:

Thank you, Mom.

Lights finds a seat

Yesterday she unleashed upon us Midnight Machines, a new album containing acoustic versions of six songs from her previous album Little Machines plus two new tracks. The lead single is the revised version of “Meteorites,” and all of a sudden it’s haunting. A bit of photographic trickery merely makes it seem more so:

This is, incidentally, the third time she’s followed an album with an unplugged version. (How many albums has she done? Three, plus three acoustics.) Perplexing, perhaps; but also amazing.

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Joi to the world

There has always been a certain demand for blonde bombshells, and Joi Lansing, born this week in 1928, was a good example of the supply:

Joi Lansing color portrait

Joi Lansing assuming the position, or at least a position

The movie roles started to fade in the late 1950s, and she made a pretty seamless transition to television, doing both drama and comedy. And she shot a couple of Scopitone proto-music videos which proved to be, not unlike present-day music videos, more about the performer than about the song. An example:

A whole lot of innuendo for the era, right? And perhaps doubly so for a serious Mormon who neither smoked nor drank.

In 1970, Joi was treated in standard 1970 fashion for breast cancer: they cut away what they could. The disease came back in 1972, and this time it killed her.

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Going Dutch for the moment

After all, it isn’t every day I get to say something about Fockeline Ouwerkerk. I’m not even sure I can pronounce “Fockeline Ouwerkerk,” which is the name of a Dutch actress, born in the summer of 1981 in Westmaas, Zuid-Holland.

Fockeline Ouwerkerk takes a seat

I know her from the 2015 series Gouden Bergen (“Gold Mountain”), subtitled The Rich Are Not Easy. Well, maybe some of them aren’t:

Fockeline Ouwerkerk flashes a peek

And, well, there’s this inexplicable clip from the variety show Carlo’s TV Café for which translation, I suspect, is probably beside the point:

Let me try it again: “Fockeline Ouwerkerk.”

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She was right about boys

First, the big hit:

Among people I know, far more hate that little 1982 number than love it. (Fellow Waitress Chris Butler had written it two years earlier, as the leader of Tin Huey.) I don’t care. Its sheer insouciance, give or take a dollop of rudeness, makes it work, and Patty Donahue can be just as rude as she needs:

Patty Donahue

Anyway, for sheer snark value, “Boys” takes second place to “The Smartest Person I Know,” from the EP I Could Rule the World If I Could Only Get the Parts.

And I mean in two directions. At about 2:16 there’s a brief spoken-word passage recorded backwards by Patty: “Anyone who worries about subliminal messages on pop records is a fool. Everyone else have a nice day.”

Lung cancer, not entirely unexpected given her devotion to tobacco, killed Patty Donahue at 40. She would have been 60 today.

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The Parker house rules

The least-explicable picture of Sarah Jessica Parker I’ve ever seen showed up on a fashion site — I seem to remember it was InStyle.com, but I can’t remember the context — late last year:

Sarah Jessica Parker from here down

Since the big news with SJP last year was with her shoe line, I’m thinking that shot may have been connected somehow, although there’s only one shoe in the picture, plus its reflection, and she’s not wearing it. I would have expected something more like this, from her Instagram last summer:

Sarah Jessica Parker with some of her shoes

And I have to admit, I’ve been watching her for a long time, ever since L. A. Story in 1991, in which she played a pseudoditz named SanDeE*. (Not a footnote; the asterisk is part of the way she spells her name.)

Sarah Jessica Parker from L. A. Story

That was, of course, half a lifetime ago. (SJP turned 51 yesterday.)

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Swift movements

Yours truly, trying to be snarky, a week and a half ago:

Oh, right. Like Taylor Swift is going to be in Nashville these days.

Herewith I get to recant:

Ryan Seacrest opened a new broadcast studio at Nashville’s Monroe Carell Jr. Children’s Hospital at Vanderbilt [Friday] with the help of a very special guest. Taylor Swift surprised the kids with a joyful experience to make the groundbreaking day even more memorable.

“It was thrilling to have Taylor surprise the patients, which made the day of our first broadcast at Vanderbilt even more special,” Seacrest told People. “She infused so much joy into the entire hospital community.”

Taylor Swift, infusing a little joy:

Taylor Swift with a patient at Monroe Carell Jr Children's Hospital

Cut to the end of the day, where she turns up at boyfriend Calvin Harris’ Las Vegas show:

Taylor Swift goes metallic

“A flirty hem kept the bottom from feeling too short,” claims InStyle.

It occurs to me, having read @SwiftOnSecurity’s Cortana fanfiction, that this might well be what an anthropomorphized Cortana might look like.

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alt.super.model

Carol Alt, fifty-five, is still among the super-est of supermodels: when she was 43, AskMen.com decided she was #5 of all time, and at 48 she did a pictorial for Playboy. We oblige with a couple of slides from the archives, starting with a shot from 1997, when she was appearing in Howard Stern’s movie Private Parts, playing a woman on a plane who was not overly anxious to hear Stern’s life story.

Carol Alt circa 1997

And this dates to 2013, when she was debuting a health-oriented TV program on the Fox News Channel. It ran for a year and a half.

Carol Alt circa 2013

Those of us who follow her on Twitter (@ModelCarolAlt) have been treated of late to glimpses of her shoe collection. This pair of Valentinos stood out:

Carol Alt wearing Valentino shoes in 2016

Although what I really wonder about is that helmet (?) sitting next to her.

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Now look here, Missy

Missy Peregrym was actually christened “Melissa,” but given her reportedly tomboyish childhood, perhaps she thought her given name was a trifle too girly. (As though “Missy” isn’t.) Born in Montréal in 1982, she’s done a few films and a whole lot of television. Her first starring role was Reaper on the CW from 2007 to 2009.

Missy Peregrym in her Reaper days

From there, she went to Rookie Blue, which aired for six years on Canada’s Global network and on ABC in the States.

Missy Peregrym at the Canadian Screen Awards

Her most recent film was Backcountry (2014), a scarefest set in the Canadian woods. And if she needs a ride, all she has to do is call.

Missy Peregrym out of the car

For those who must have video, here’s a 2014 interview from George Stroumboulopoulos Tonight.

Well played, George. I think.

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Hello, Marilu

Most of us, I suspect, remember Marilu Henner from her role as Elaine Nardo on Taxi, which ran for five years in the late 1970s/early 1980s.

Marilu Henner as Elaine Nardo

Louie DePalma (Danny DeVito) had it bad for Elaine, and generally we found this to be perfectly understandable.

She’s now doing a radio show, and at 63, she still cleans up nicely:

Marilu Henner in January 2016

Marilu Henner at the 2010 TV Land Awards

In her early days as a presumably struggling actress, Marilu did a local TV spot in which she did not technically appear: in the final version, you see only a bit of lingerie floating across the screen, through the wondrous power of the traveling matte. Or something. I’m not exactly sure how it was done circa 1970. One of these days I should probably ask her about that, since it’s a virtual certainty that she’ll remember every last detail:

By contrast, I couldn’t tell you what I had for dinner a week ago Tuesday.

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DeBarge traffic

Kristinia DeBarge, twenty-six today, is the daughter of James DeBarge, of that well-known musical family. (James was married, briefly, to Janet Jackson, but this isn’t Janet’s daughter: that marriage was annulled several years before Kristinia’s birth in 1990.) About the time her 2009 album Exposed came out, she looked something like this:

Kristinia DeBarge in 2009

“Goodbye,” the hit single from Exposed, climbed to #15 on Billboard’s Hot 100 and moved enough copies to be certified platinum: despite its kiss-off nature, it’s kind of fun, and it’s powered, so to speak, by Steam:

It’s possible to imagine someone not singing along with the chorus, but it’s not easy.

Kristinia DeBarge in 2014

She hasn’t sustained the success of “Goodbye,” but she’s stayed busy; she’s featured on “Let Go,” a 2014 hit in Scandinavia by Finnish rapper (!) Redrama.

I have no doubt we’ll hear from her again.

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Tragedy in Tollywood

Aarthi Agarwal, born on this date in 1984 in New Jersey — her parents hailed from the Indian state of Gujarat — had had no compelling desire to be an actress, but a Bollywood film producer spotted her as a teenager in Philadelphia and talked the parental units into letting her try out for some serious South Asian cinema.

Paagalpan (“Madness”), in Hindi, went nowhere in particular, but her breakthrough came with her second film, Nuvvu Naaku Nachav (“I Like You”), in Telugu; she quickly became bankable in Telugu-language films.

Aarthi Agarwal

But the young lady turned up in a Hyderabad hospital in 2005, having consumed some quantity of a “cleaning chemical.” A suicide attempt? Perhaps. At the time, a statement was released claiming that she was upset by rumors of a romance between her and one of her co-stars.

Aarthi Agarwal

Her career derailed, she married a software engineer: they divorced after two years, and she moved back to New Jersey. Then things got worse:

Sources in Tollywood said that Aarthi Agarwal was one of the many young Telugu actresses who are battling depression and obesity after hitting a rough patch in their acting careers.

A case of asthma did not help matters, and in the spring of 2015, she underwent liposuction. She lost over 50 pounds, but her health did not improve, and on the sixth of June, cardiac arrest at an Atlantic City hospital finished her off.

But give her credit for some serious stage presence while she was with us:

We can pretend you didn’t see this link.

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Somehow this never caught on

In 1986, reports the Pergelator, Veruschka “collaborated on Veruschka: Transfigurations, a book about body paint.” It wasn’t by any means her first time making the pigment sing: there’s an old Playboy pictorial (1970s) in which she has a zipper painted on her forehead, and subsequent pages show the results of, um, unzipping.

Body paint has never really gone away. In 1999 Sports Illustrated got the idea of painted, as distinct from actual fabric, swimsuits, as on the lovely Rebecca Romijn here:

Rebecca Romijn in a painted-on swimsuit

Truth be told, this didn’t impress me as much as a later spread in the very same issue, with a more conventional suit — which she wasn’t wearing at all, but merely admiring it while it hung from a clothesline. Or would have been admiring, had she even looked at it.

Still, if body paint has never gone away, it’s never been front and center in the American mindset either. Coty once tried to sell it at drugstore prices:

Advertisement for body paint by Coty

I suspect that the idea of a paint roller used in this manner put off rather a lot of women who might otherwise have taken to the idea. Today, of course, we have sprays, with all the disadvantages sprays have always had.

(Any external links here are best considered NSFW.)

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Her name was Joanne

Joanne Gignilliat Trimmier Woodward, as of this writing, is the second-oldest person in Wikipedia born on the 27th of February: she’s 86 today. She did a whole lot of Golden Age television, and won the Academy Award for Best Actress in 1957 for The Three Faces of Eve, in which she played a woman with dissociative identity disorder — what we used to call “multiple personalities.”

Joanne Woodward on the beach

In 1960, she was among the first group of celebrities honored on the Hollywood Walk of Fame; she was the first to pose for a photoshoot with her star, which has led to the belief that hers was the first star on the Walk, which it wasn’t.

Joanne Woodward on the Hollywood Walk of Fame

She and Paul Newman were married for fifty years, until his death in 2008.

Joanne Woodward with Paul Newman

Which may explain the dedication in Lucky Them (2013), Woodward’s most recent film, in which she has a small voice-only role and an executive-producer credit: it’s to Newman, “an inspiration, mentor, cheering squad, and darn good reason a gal could still have trouble finding a gent to fill his boots.”

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Runway blockage

Blake Lively at NY Fashion Week 2016A bit more than fifty years ago, it occurred to me — the actual circumstances under which this happened, I couldn’t tell you — that a female of the species with her legs crossed at the knee had about 150 percent greater distraction potential, at least from my insufficiently-vantaged vantage point. Years passed before it occurred to me that this action of theirs also took up extra space. At the time, I didn’t much care. Then again, I’m not the guy running a fashion show:

If you’re lucky enough to sit front row at a New York Fashion Week show, you can expect cameras in your face, celebrities by your side — and being told to uncross your legs.

At the Michael Kors show Wednesday, actress Blake Lively refused to comply with the photographers’ “crossed legs rule,” causing quite a stir.

Lively sat front row alongside her mother and friends Naomie Harris and Riley Keough. The group was personally told by company chairman John D. Idol to uncross their legs before the show began, but none of them listened, Zap2It reports.

Although Lively is justly renowned for her gams, this isn’t a distraction issue:

Front-row attendees are commonly asked to uncross their legs before shows begin to keep the runway clear for shots.

“It’s for the photographers,” a “fashionista” tells Page Six. “People’s legs get in the way … it messes up the shots.”

I pulled a few pages out of the archives, and either compliance with this rule is marginal at best, or the paparazzi are getting their celeb shots before the models come out.

Addendum: As long as we’re on the subject of Blake Lively’s legs:

Blake Lively kicks up her heels

Blake Lively takes a call

If you believe those hacks from the Daily Mail, the “perfect” female celebrity has exactly these legs.

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The stylist of songs

In the summer of 1964, the peak of the British Invasion, there was still a place on the American charts for non-white non-English non-boys, and into that place, as smoothly as could be, slid Nancy Wilson, who made it to #11 with “(You Don’t Know) How Glad I Am.” It was a jazzier piece than its florid arrangement might have let you think; “I wish I were an artist,” she sings, and you think, “Oh, honey, you don’t have to worry about that.”

Nancy Wilson wire-service photo

She pulled off this not-quite-nerd-girl look quite effectively, leaving Capitol, her record label of the day, with the task of trying to glam her up without overdoing it. Sometimes they even succeeded:

Cover art, Nancy Wilson Today My Way

Cover art, Nancy Wilson Nancy Naturally

At the end of the Seventies, she cut an album called Life, Love and Harmony, which yielded “Sunshine,” an excursion into funk that today is highly prized in the Northern Soul scene in, um, England.

Still, her roots are in jazzy pop and/or poppy jazz, as we hear as she runs through “How Glad I Am” at Newport in 1987:

Still an artist, of course. She retired from live performance in 2011; today she turns seventy-nine.

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Swiftly played

Several kind folks live-tweet red-carpet events, so I got several looks at this slightly strange garb worn by Taylor Swift at the Grammys yesterday:

Taylor Swift at the 2016 Grammy awards

The dress, such as it is, comes from Atelier Versace, and those are Stuart Weitzman heels affording her a four-inch lift she hardly needs. Add to that the Sia-sideways bob, and TS is giving us the full WTF. Said the ever-bristly Quinn Cummings: “Why is Taylor Swift wearing a fluorescent censor bar?”

So I moved in for a closer look, but by then she was guarded by squad members. In this particular case, it’s Selena Gomez:

Taylor Swift and Selena Gomez at the 2016 Grammy awards

You might want to keep these pictures in mind, just in case Vogue’s Anna Wintour ever becomes a zombie: she’s gonna look exactly like Taylor, give or take several grams of makeup.

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Bluntly speaking

British-American actress Emily Blunt — she was born in London, but took US citizenship last year — turns 33 next week, and she’s been working almost constantly for over a decade, though I didn’t catch her until 2006, in The Devil Wears Prada. (Stanley Tucci, also in Devil, is in Real Life™ married to Emily’s sister Felicia.)

Emily Blunt on the red carpet

In 2010, she married John Krasinski; they have a daughter and are expecting a second child this year.

Emily Blunt on the floor

And this family stuff may have suggested to her a side career as a voice actress: she voiced Juliet in Gnomeo & Juliet (2010), she’ll be heard this year in something called Animal Crackers, no relation to the Marx brothers’ original, and next year we (at least I) will hear her as an as-yet-unidentified character, presumably equine, in an actual My Little Pony movie.

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A hell of an arrangement

“Two words,” said the not-entirely-cryptic email from McGehee. “Lauren German.”

I drew a blank on the name, then did the usual Binging about. After stints in Hawaii Five-O v2.0 and Chicago Fire, she’s just started Lucifer, the title character of which is the one-time Prince of Darkness, graduated to the next logical plane of existence: running a nightclub in Los Angeles. Lauren plays an LAPD detective, homicide division, who occasionally works with ol’ Scratch to solve crimes. This is not, I am assured, a reality show.

Lauren German, of course, is quite real:

Lauren German sort of taking it easy

Lauren German still sort of taking it easy

Her Wikipedia bio states: “In 2001, German was selected as the world’s 47th-sexiest woman in Maxim.” I never have been able to figure out how they quantify these things. But after looking at some of the pictures from that era, I’d say she hasn’t exactly deteriorated in the interim. Deal with the devil? I report, you deride.

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Royal Danish

There’s nothing like an American election to make me appreciate European royalty. (Make of that what you will.)

Formal-ish portrait of Mary, Crown Princess of Denmark

The lady in question is Mary, Crown Princess of Denmark, forty-four, married to Crown Prince Frederik, the heir apparent to the Danish throne. She doesn’t look especially Scandinavian, which is probably due to the fact that she was born in Tasmania, off the Australian coast; His Royal Highness met her in a pub in Sydney during his visit to the 2000 Olympic Games, and they were wed four years later. (In 2003 she started taking Danish lessons, for perhaps obvious reasons.)

Highly informal portrait of Mary, Crown Princess of Denmark

The couple have four children, the youngest (just turned five) a pair of twins. I am, of course, delighted to see that Her Royal Highness can rock the LBD:

Mary, Crown Princess of Denmark attends some sort of fest

Okay, it’s not all that black. Big deal. Mary is the Patron of the Copenhagen Fashion Summit, and if she says it’s black — which she hasn’t, actually — I shan’t dispute her.

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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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