Christmas Mourning

Christmas has been late this year; late in coming, late in going. Iconista is thoroughly sick of it, even if it does give her a damn good excuse to lace her tea with whisky.
Roll on, New Year, while these black-shifted dames mourn the Old.

Shy, They Ain't #2

Someone should advise these ladies to tone it down a little. Men scare easy.

Alice Faye

Paulette Goddard

Fine, even for her

Virginia Patton

Wide Ida

Lupino deserves more words, but Iconista deserves rest. Fill in the gaps for me, darlings, and wake me when the cocktails are shaken.

Humbug

The season-to-be-merry is rushing in. To herald its arrival, Iconista watched Holiday Inn again.

She could dissect it for you Gun-style, but frankly she ain't that diligent.

Or smart.

Bing sings. Fred dances. A couple of dames make pretty for the camera.

The dialogue was sharper than Iconista remembers.

Dame #1, choosing Fred over Bing, simpers dreamily: "The two of us, dedicating our lives to making people happy with our feet."

Bing, stung: "That's sweet. Well, I guess that kick I got was a good start."

Iconista always feels a little sad for the dames. One minute a movie star; next, vanished into obscurity. Let's raise a glass to them and hope there was something sweet waiting behind the camera after the bright lights had guttered.

Smoking

Iconista has not smoked for fifteen hours.

It is Hell.

Pola Negri

Take a drag for me, Bette

Deneuve

Lamarr

Romy, bless her

Tallulah. Do you suppose she's waiting for someone to come lift her fingers to her lips?

Here's a dame that doesn't need any help.