Tag: past perfect
Past Perfect: Goldie Hawn
by Suzan Ryan on Nov.23, 2011, under Columns
Past Perfect: Blondie
by Suzan Ryan on Mar.18, 2010, under Articles
PAST PERFECT…
BLONDIE
Former cocktail waitress Deborah Harry was already in her 30s (ancient for a pop starlet) when she hit the big time with New Wave band Blondie, but this only added to her allure.
Blondie looked like a top-shelf MILF who had cashed in her baby bonus for contraceptives, make-up, cheap hair dye (she’s actually ginge-minged) and ‘fuck me’ outfits, and goddammit, she was out to make the most of her sexual prime.
Debbie was teacher, sultry temptress and desperado—a winning combination in the eyes of shy boys everywhere. It felt like her burning blue eyes saw what you did last night, but her luscious smirk said she though it was hot. Then there was that voice…
On the debut Blondie album she tempted you in like a siren with her soft cooing on ‘In The Flesh’ then put you between her leather thigh-high boots and owned you with tough-bitch aggro on ‘Rip Her To Shreds’.
The worldwide success of Blondie’s third album, Parallel Lines, had nothing to do with the band’s amazing affinity for songs about lines—specifically white lines, a la ‘Rush, Rush’ from 1983’s Scarface soundtrack—it was all about Deb.
At a time of punk and new directions, she was out there (and just a little bit nasty), but not in a skanky “Oh my God, did I get a sore down there just thinking about Nancy Spungen?” way. No, Deb was superfly. She rocked out ‘Call Me’, a song supposedly about a girl who loved a prostitute, then later
“Her blue eyes knew what you did last night and her smirk said that she liked it”
Deb confessed to gay magazine Diva that she had “lots” of sexual relationships with women, but she was “probably more heterosexual”. As the ´80s began, Debbie was the hottest woman in my world, edging out Olivia Newton-John by a nipple. Seriously, Olivia might get “bad” in Grease, but we all just knew Deb would be strap-on-the-kneepads-and-grab-the-plastic-sheet freaky. She was hot-tottie punk with street cred.
The day MTV hit the air saw Debbie vamping it up in ‘Rapture’ and–get this—showing a white chick rapping for the first time ever.
And it was about weird shit, too: men from Mars eating cars. Debbie even scored her drugs from the same place as David Bowie.
Debbie eventually became too famous for the guys in Blondie, and turned to acting. She was so hip that in 1983 she played the lead—as a female wrestler—in the Broadway play Teaneck Tanzi opposite Andy Kaufman. It lasted just two performances on Broadway—rumour has it that Debbie’s sweat-smudged, semi-naked grappling caused some of the audience to spontaneously combust, and the public liability issues were crippling.
Debbie then moved to cinema ,where she played a sadomasochistic psychiatrist who has kinky sex with James Woods in Videodrome. It’s what we all wanted to see, but even freakier than we imagined! I knew Deb was smoking hot, but the sight of her getting off while burning her boobs with cigarettes was too much. In the interests of preserving artistic treasures, I whipped out my firehose.
The rest of Deb’s career was anti-climactic. Blondie reformed in 1998, and still sputters along sporadically, but the sight of a 60-something Deb bursting through fishnets like cottage cheese in a sieve while singing ‘Die Young, Stay Pretty’ is like reverse Viagra. Regrets? Debbie once said: “I wish I had invented sex”.
Well, memories of Blondie in her prime certainly enhanced sex for many of us—hell, often we didn’t even need a woman—and those are the memories I will keep forever.
Past Perfect: Olivia Newton-John
by admin on Feb.03, 2010, under Articles, The Magazine
With her amazing blue eyes, perfect blonde hair, sweet smile and perky breasts, every male teenager in the world wished that Sandy Olsson was an exchange student at their school when Grease came out in 1978.
By Kate Hutchinson Continue reading “Past Perfect: Olivia Newton-John” »
Past Perfect: Kelly Le Brock
by admin on Jan.13, 2010, under Columns, The Magazine

In 1985, as a teenager, I snuck out one night to see a movie with a few mates. The film was Weird Science, part of John Hughes’ celebration of teen angst. It was a fun flick about two nerds (Anthony Michael Hall and Ilan Mitchell-Smith) who use a computer program to create the perfect woman, and the moment the absolutely gorgeous Kelly LeBrock appeared on screen, all I could do was stare in slack-jawed amazement. The nerds had created the perfect woman!
I was around the same age as the two bumbling male leads, and absolutely useless with the opposite sex. Continue reading “Past Perfect: Kelly Le Brock” »
Past Perfect… Gillian Anderson
by admin on Dec.09, 2009, under Columns, The Magazine

Gillian Anderson with co-star David Duchovny in the 2008 movie The X-Files: I Want To Believe, and bottom left, topless in the 2007 release Straightheads, and bottom right, in the 1993 release The Turning. Image credits at bottom of article
In The X-Files, Gillian Anderson made us Want To Believe that we could get with a brainiac ice-queen like her FBI agent character, Dana Scully. Continue reading “Past Perfect… Gillian Anderson” »
Past Perfect: Erika Eleniak
by admin on Nov.18, 2009, under Articles, The Magazine

Erika Eleniak in Under Siege... (see end of article for pic credit)
Sometimes you can have too much of a good thing, and that’s what happened to Erika Eleniak. For this American beauty, life has been a struggle against the highs and lows of her bouncing bosom. Continue reading “Past Perfect: Erika Eleniak” »
Past Perfect… Marilyn Monroe
by admin on Oct.02, 2009, under Columns, The Magazine

Marilyn in wax: Almost as good as the real thing. Pic credit at bottom of article
By Cameron Murray
I can’t exactly remember when I fell in love with Marilyn Monroe. The original blonde bombshell is so ingrained in popular culture, it feels as if she has always been here—a sparkling example of womanhood whose tragic end destined her to remain forever young. Continue reading “Past Perfect… Marilyn Monroe” »
Past Perfect… Heather Locklear
by admin on Sep.22, 2009, under Articles, The Magazine

Heather Locklear at the 1993 Emmys. Photo by Alan Light. See bottom of story for details.
For two decades, Heather Locklear made young men believe that the nastier a sexy chick was, the firmer she made you. Feisty? Pound-for-pound, tiny Heather could slap down Mike Tyson if her insults didn’t make him weep first. Continue reading “Past Perfect… Heather Locklear” »
Past Perfect… Raquel Welch
by admin on Aug.19, 2009, under Columns, The Magazine

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I probably wasn’t the only boy whose initial exposure to Raquel Welch came via One Million Years B.C. (1966). My brother and I mistakenly thought it would be a historical cavemen vs dinosaurs romp. It was indeed historical, proving exactly why Homo habilis became erectus. Continue reading “Past Perfect… Raquel Welch” »
Past Perfect… Bettie Page
by admin on Jul.24, 2009, under Articles, The Magazine
In the 1940s and 50s, when the pin-up girl was an institution, sassy, curvaceous goddesses decorated magazine advertising, and even military aircraft. While most favoured the classic buxom blonde, a la Marilyn Monroe, others preferred babes with a harder edge, and nobody captured the essence of a good girl gone bad better than the stunning, raven-haired Bettie Page. Continue reading “Past Perfect… Bettie Page” »



