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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