Diana Dors - A very British Blonde Bombshell.

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Diana Dors (23rd October 1931 - 4th May 1984)

"I’m the kind of girl that things naturally happen to.  When they don’t, I give them a push"

" I was the first home-grown sex symbol, rather like Britain's naughty seaside postcards."

Dors was the maiden name of her grandmother.

When Marilyn Monroe's first film was shown here, a columnist actually wrote, 
"How much like our Diana Dors she is."

her first film was 'Dancing with Crime' (1947) 
and her last was 'Steaming' (1984)

As an actress she covered every thing from Panto to Shakespeare.

She never owned a mansion without a swimming pool. 

It was her ambition as a child playing in a mud pond in her front yard to have her own swimming pool

Not every one can get away with a Mink Bikini.

She was a close friend of Ruth Ellis, the last woman to be hanged in Britain.

She loved luxury and didn't care who knew it.

The 1949 Delahaye Roadster, was given to Diana Dors when she was 17.

Which sold for $3 million (£1.9m) at a California auction in 2010

Her first single was released on HMV Records in 1951

The tracks were "I Feel So Mmmm" and "A Kiss and a Cuddle 

She continued to record on various labels:
and in 1982 she recorded  her last single "Where Did They Go?"/"It's You Again"

You can hear her sing on YouTube

Youth never lasts

But a larger than life personality does.

 As well as the glamour she was no stranger to camp -

and comedy

She also found time ( in between outrageous parties ) to do a lot of  work for charity including gay rights

Above at a fund-raiser at the Royal Vauxhall Tavern.

and here an icon for Morresy.

and for me.

any one denounced by the Archbishop of Canterbury, as a "wayward hussy." deserves to be cherished.

She must have been one hell of a woman.

Here is the lady herself with Russell Harty

There will and never could be another. 

Gone but never to be forgotten

Diana Mary Fluck - I and the whole nation adore you

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For more info click the official Diana Dors online resource and archive.

Random Glamour

Indeed it is time to at least imagine how life should be...

and no, dears, that's not me but rather - Carol Burnett

Alice and Ellen Kessler knew how to put on the style.

Robert James Collier, very Upstairs Downton.

Hedy Lamarr, whose real name was Hedwig Eva Maria Kiesler.

Adolphe Greenberg, aka Adrian.

The Maharaja of Indore 1929.

My new heartthrob from the TV series 'Indian Summers' Henry Lloyd-Hughes.

What's the point of glamour without a spot of decadence?

...and romanticism -  the new Poldark, Aidan Turner:

Glamour, romance and pure decadence personified - Marlene!

Vivien Leigh placing  the Oscar for her role as Scarlett on her mantelpiece:

Salvador:

Diva of divas with her claws out methinks - Callas:

The lovely Jean Simmons...

Followed by my fave photo of the one and only - there will never Bea another Beatrice Lillie (photograph by Norman Parkinson in London 1951). It looks like to me to be in the Café de Paris:

Dovima could even make Ketchup glamorous:

Why do I never meet boys like this ? Leonardo di Caprio, Gatsby...

To finish we have my own moment of glamour, with a visit to the wonderful Cabaret room Crazy Coqs. Always a treat; this time the artists were Claire Martin and Joe Stilgoe who were Ab. Fab. The venue inside Brasserie Zédel in Soho is a true delight.

As was the discovery of a cocktail I actually really liked.

Here's the recipe:

Ingredients

    A few drops of absinthe

    1 ½ oz. dry gin

    1 oz. dry vermouth

    ½ oz. Benedictine

    1 dash Angostura bitters

    1 brandy-cured cherry

Preparation

    Swirl a few drops of absinthe in a chilled coupe.

    Shake the other ingredients with ice in a mixing glass,

    then strain into absinthe-coated coupe.

    Garnish with cherry.

     Bitter and sweet and evocative of a Kurt Weill song

and the Weimar —

 I could imagine Sally Bowles knocking back this one.

it's called, fittingly, the Cabaret Cocktail.

Cheers!

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