Monday Mystery: Who's That Woman?

Fame was still in the future for this pretty lady when she posed for a fashion feature in her hometown paper.

Shameless Sunday Camp Explosion: Streetwise

Some days you wake up knowing that what you need is a good dose of Constance Bennett singing and dancing.

A Sunny June Morning Like Any Other

They traveled separately from Vienna, she and her husband.  They left the children at home.

Pattycake

Oh, yeah, of course.  I know that because it's by George Platt Lynes, it's art.

What's My Wednesdays #7 (Now on Thursday): Cry

Arlene (and her most individual blindfold) is particularly endearing in this segment from 1954, although the Mystery Challenger today may have a slightly more faded reputation than most.

Where Were You?

I honestly had no idea that Mattel had started pimping out the most obscure of its Barbie spin-offs - her baby sister Kelly, the doll for people who found Skipper too stimulating - but seeing that they have, I can't think of anything more fabulous than these faintly terrifying tiny-tot Charlie's Angels.

Million Dollar Baby

I don't know about you, but I don't think I've ever seen her looking so glamourous.

Who's That Girl?

Doesn't she have the most marvelous expression?

U.S.A., Bro....

This is apparently the 2006 Italian football team.  If this were 

their uniform, I might understand watching the damn sport.

It has come to my attention that there is some kind of sporting event going on.

Suddenly, a Year Passed

Insert your favorite cliché about time passing here, kids...

Birthday Boy (and Others): Fame, it is Fleeting

A roundabout tribute to today's birthday boy, and one that leads to thinking about some others who share the date...

What's My Wednesday? #6: Sweet Mystery

Today's mystery challenger (and Birthday Girl - an I'm sure still elegant 111) may now be the most unfashionable of Hollywood greats, but she nonetheless gets that satisfying murmur of appreciation from the audience as she she appears...

Here We Go Again

I guess we're just gluttons for punishment.  Or maybe my sheer, unbridled jealously of Peenee and his real-estate adventures and Jon and his coming change of residence finally got of hand...

Out to Lunch

Last night I dreamed I went (no, not to Manderley)...

Sugar Daddy

In honor of this solemn day, a little reminder all the way from Bollywood that one's heart can indeed belong to daddy...

Shameless Saturday Camp Explosion: Wasted on the Young

Some musical numbers remind one why some people detest musicals; here, I suspect, we have one of those.

The Shutterbug and the Underworld Empress

The entirely New York phenomenon that was Weegee was born on this day in 1899.  Just to be clear, this is not he.

What's My Wednesday? #5: [Sur]Reality TV

78 years ago today, the London International Surrealist Exhibition opened to a startled public, marking according to many the apex of the movement's success.

Birthday Girl: a Little Song and Dance

Miss Hattie McDaniel would have been 119 today.  In her honor, let's give ourselves a little present.

Beautiful Dreamer

I feel like it's been ages since we've shared a Garbo moment...

It's Indescribable

It's been a busy weekend Chez Muscato - just the most ordinary sorts of things, really.  The Mister is working weekends these days, and so I'm taking on a little of the weekend cooking (meatloaf, a house speciality, and a genuine success on this outing), as well as getting clothes to to the dry cleaners, giving the dogs a nice long weekend constitutional, grocery-getting, just the most quotidian of goings-on.

Uncanny Valley

So I went out onto the Internets, as is my wont, looking for fodder.  Today, I thought it might be nice to have something suitably pensive on this 70th anniversary of D-Day.

Instead, what I found was this horror.  And it doesn't get much better from here on out.

Together Forever

Well, I don't know about you, but I think this is an awfully encouraging glance, shared as it is between two people married these 66 years.

What's My Wednesday? #4: Her Dulcet Tones

Color me organized this week - I'm actually and at last running Our New Wednesday Feature on a Wednesday.  And it's a little love, my little loves...

Birthday Diva: Black Beauty

She turns up in the damnedest places...

Birthday Girl: An Excellent Woman

Barbara Pym would have been 101 today; in a better world, she would be - although given her abiding faith in (or at least fascination with) the Church (in its middle-high Anglo-Catholic form particularly), perhaps she is.  And for her birthday, this treat.

Overheard at the Garden Party

"Oh, no, Virginia - I simply can't believe it!"