A galaxy of Lindas, from the sublime to the ridiculous (your call as to which is which).
Each is in her own way the personification of Lindaness - which one best reflects
your inner Linda?

Is it Miss Blair, a headturner from way back...

...or that minx Wonder Woman, who insists on her own spelling?

Could you find yourself identifying with stunning, tragic Linda Darnell...

...or the equally stunning if somewhat less ethereal Miss Evangelista?

Certainly a wide range of possibilities in considering the ideal feminine are presented in choosing between high-art thespian Miss Hunt...

...and the somewhat less elevated Miss Lovelace.

Lindas clearly make excellent musical muses; just ask Mrs. McCartney...

...or Mrs. Porter. Those two undoubtedly could have - and possibly are having - a riveting debate as to whether it's better to be bandmember or beard, artist or socialite, but whatever the result, I'm on the sometime Linda Lee's side.

This Linda made her own kind of music, which turns out to run from pop to swing to
canciones Mexicanos...

While our final offering, I fear, is nobody's favorite Linda, a kind of Linda-in-reverse in comparison to the charm, talent, elegance, poise, and general Lindalicity that precedes her.
I don't know what it all means, but at the moment I'm feeling Porteresque, with a heaping helping of Ronstadt on the side.