I can't spend much time with you today, because despite having started a couple of weeks ago preparing to give a talk on actress Elizabeth Taylor in Taming of the Shrew to a film class, I have putzed around on putting the finishing touches on it and must scramble to organize my notes.
But I did want to share a few images and a valuable link.
See the picture above? Pretty funky, huh? It's Miss Taylor in Faustus, which I've never seen. It must have been low budget. Did you notice her top doesn't even fit?
That's a problem that even present-day actresses seem to have. Look at well-rounded thespian Salma Hayek, for example.
Of course, sometimes all is not what it seems. Like in the case of:
The secret of how flat-chested Keira became a buxom pirate girl
And now for the link. Please go visit Pink Porn. It requires a bit of time traveling - the post was written just a smidge over two and a half years ago. But it is as timely now as it was then. I really believe in the things said there. Be sure you click the link. Don't try to google the term or you may wind up in some pretty dicey spots.
I am leaving you in the hands of an outstanding blogger, ThreadingWater, whom I discovered while wandering around Bloggyland yesterday. She makes some excellent points and conducts herself with great class in the comments, which you should read as well.
Why are you still here? Head out now. I'll see you tomorrow.
Oh, and the post title, "Two of My Favorite Things?"
I meant politics and the environment. You'll see why once you've read Pink Porn.
What did you think I meant?!
UPDATED: Apparently I am trying too hard to be clever, and therefore my entire purpose for this post has been thwarted. I thought I would catch people's attention by putting cleavage shots of famous actresses, except since I am linking to - and agreeing with - a thoughtful post about the message it sends when bloggers post pictures of their boobs to raise money for breast cancer research, I send a bizarre mixed message to those who are foolish enough to waste time reading my blog.
So I am heartily sorry for my idiocy. I blame it on trying to do too many things at once, which resulted in me doing them all poorly. Remember that film course talk on Elizabeth Taylor I was supposed to give this afternoon? The one for which I prepared 37 beautiful powerpoint slides with photographs of Taylor's career and personal life?
I arrived at the college and attached my thumb drive to the auditorium computer.
Gasp of horror.
Click on it, it's cool.
Don't you LOVE the internet?
The computer was only able to read about six of the slides.
The rest were blank.
In two weeks, I'm supposed to talk about Claudette Colbert.
I am bringing a sock puppet just in case.