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GENTLEMEN PREFER BLONDES … BUT THEN I’M NO GENTLEMAN
So Jane Russell is gone.
And of course, being born in the 60s, I first knew her from Playtex bra commercials, which is a decent starting point for any young boy in the days before online porn and Victoria’s Secret catalogs.
Later, of course, I saw The Outlaw, and realized what all the fuss was about. By today’s standards she’d probably never get past the studio guard. By 1943 standards she was a danger to Decent Society.
Respect.
Anyway, I’ll post this number from Gentlemen Prefer Blondes because there’s just something deliciously subversive about Jane Russell ogling a gym full of homoerotic beefcake guys threatening to spank them with squash raquets.
Mmmmm, yes.
Life begins at nine o’clock,
This is dF
And of course, being born in the 60s, I first knew her from Playtex bra commercials, which is a decent starting point for any young boy in the days before online porn and Victoria’s Secret catalogs.
Later, of course, I saw The Outlaw, and realized what all the fuss was about. By today’s standards she’d probably never get past the studio guard. By 1943 standards she was a danger to Decent Society.
Respect.
Anyway, I’ll post this number from Gentlemen Prefer Blondes because there’s just something deliciously subversive about Jane Russell ogling a gym full of homoerotic beefcake guys threatening to spank them with squash raquets.
Mmmmm, yes.
Life begins at nine o’clock,
This is dF