Saturday, 22 December 2012

Medal-winners









At the end of an Olympian year comes the outrageous Drag Queen Olympics in Amsterdam, where participants can compete in events including the 100 metre sprint, musical chairs and the Christmas present throw.

The games are part of Pink Christmas, the winter equivalent of the Amsterdam Gay Pride.

Drag Queen Olympics

Friday, 21 December 2012

Flapper apocalypse



The world didn't end on 12/12/12, so it must be today - 21/12/2012.

Or something.

Thursday, 20 December 2012

What are you saving yourself for?









Now Is All There Is: Bodies in Motion, an exhibition of 34 stylised images of Royal Ballet dancers taken by photographer Rick Guest.

The exhibition takes its name from a quote by choreographer George Balanchine calling for his dancers to be "in the moment", to never hold back and to give everything: "What are you waiting for? What are you saving yourself for? Now is all there is!"

Now Is All There Is: Bodies in Motion is on display from 25th – 27th January 2013 The Gallery at The Hospital Club in Covent Garden.

Tuesday, 18 December 2012

Foxy Lady






Lynn Bari was awarded more than her share of beauty and pin-up titles during World War II. The one that especially pleased her was “The Perpetual Pin-up Girl” bestowed by Darryl F. Zanuck and 20th Century Fox to make up for the fact that they hadn’t given her the recognition she deserved. Lynn was, in fact, one of Fox’s more popular stars. With 8,825 fan letters addressed to Lynn arriving in one week, she was, at one point, second only to Betty Grable.

A title that Lynn disliked most was “Queen of the B’s” which was inherited from her best friend, Claire Trevor. Lynn explained, “It really limited my chances for advancement to lead roles in major pictures.” “The Woo Woo Girl” was another she found demeaning, but “The Girl With the Million Dollar Figure” proved rewarding, as she subsequently received many offers to pay her for endorsing clothing, soap, and beauty products.

There have been many versions of the year of Lynn Bari’s birth. She said it was December 18, 1919, and once, when mentioned to be appearing in 1959’s Pillow Talk, Lynn admitted to forty. Most publicity generated by Fox indicated 1920, but 1913, 1915, and 1917 have also been printed, with the last of these, 1917, being the most likely.
"I seem to be a woman always with a gun in her purse. I'm terrified of guns. I go from one set to the other shooting people and stealing husbands!"

"I guess the top brass thought I was a lady Hugh Herbert, but the audiences, the public, continue to remember me, and what greater accolade can an actress get?"


Lynn Bari (18th December 1917 – 20th November 1989), eternal B-movie villainess and singer, one-time Mrs Sid Luft, and largely forgotten today.

Foxy Lady: The Authorized Biography of Lynn Bari by Jeff Gordon.

Saturday, 15 December 2012

If you are going to do Xmas window displays...



...you may as well do Art Deco ones!











Seasonal window displays at Bergdorf Goodman department store in New York, 2012.

[Thanks to Msitress Maddie over at The Casa du Borghese for highlighting these!]

Wednesday, 12 December 2012

Monstre sacre













From his obituary in The Independent:
Jeannot, as he was known to his friends and fans, was a monstre sacre of the French stage and cinema. He had a long career that took on mythical proportions. His friend (and one might almost say "creator") Jean Cocteau defined Jean Marais' appeal to both men and women: "It does not depend only on sensual grace. It flows from the child still at the heart of the mature man. That is the true source of the expressive beauty of his eye, of the way he looks at you, imposes his physical presence."
"Life is unfair. I got nothing but the best."

"As a child, I think I must have been a real monster. There was a show-off side to me, because I wanted to be an actor. I would do anything to attract others; and in order to do so I set out to improve myself in all those areas where I felt there was some lack in me. So people have always liked me, even loved me, but I often had the feeling that it was for the wrong reasons."


Jean Marais (11th December 1913 – 8th November 1998)