A fuck mash up of all the cussing in Pulp Fiction. Show yer granny for sure. link
A screenshot of the brainstorming session from this week's Apprentice. Brains, consider yourselves well and truly stormed. (Yes, for features it does say 'Afghanistan' and for cars it does say 'Fast') link
Asians doing Christopher Walken impressions. Want to marry / dry hump / whatever that dude in the yellow t-shirt. link
Man blasts off finger whilst trying to remove a wart with a shotgun. To be fair the wart 'was as big as his thumbnail'. Bizarrely instead of being given a medal he was handed a suspended jail term. link
Some toilet humour. link
ARMNOMNOMNOMNOMRAAAARRRRRRRRRR. I wanna eat your kid. link
Jayne Mansfield was an old school hot piece, illustrated below with Sophia Loren giving her a vicious side-eye:
Coco Fennell has just done a topping post on La Mansfield and her incredible Hollywood home, Coco sums it up beautifully thus:
Mega babe Jane Mansfield's Hollywood pad known as the Pink Palace. Not only does she have a heartshaped bath and pink shag pile walls/ceiling (which should be fitted in every house.) She also married Mr. Universe 1955 and said upon first seeing him "I’ll have a steak and that tall man on the left" to a waiter. She was a dream.
I don't think I've done any reviews on here yet. Possibly because I'm crap at them. So here's a subjective and not particularly informative review of Faust - opera at the ENO directed by Terry Gilliam (of Monty Python, Fear & Loathing etc).
Faust was a truly unhinged piece of operatic theatre; fitting Berlioz's The Damnation of Faust into extraordinary detailed and busy scenes of Nazi Germany, heaven and hell. At several points there was so much going on on stage you simply had to pick one corner and marvel at what was unfolding there, otherwise there was simply too much to take in - in that respect I'd like to go again and catch more, preferably without that giganto-skulled man sitting in front of me.
In terms of set pieces, action and scenery it was like nothing I've ever seen before - Dr Wotits's Imaginarium bloody wishes basically - and it must have been fooking expensive. Opera-wise the chorus and duets were lovely but there wasn't as much actual opera as you usually find in an opera. Margeurite had a beautiful voice, Faust couldn't hit the high notes (and had an extraordinary Jedward-style hairdo) and Mephistopheles was a bit camp, on top of that the Nazi setting didn't really fit with the actual words which were streaming on the surtitles but all in all it was a night for the eyes not the ears. My friend Emerald described it best as like watching a breathing painting.
So, as an opera: 6/10
As an evening of wonderous WTF? 9.5/10
As a visual feast (said in ponderous tones): TEN OUT OF TEN
As an inspiration for hairstyles: -2.5/10
As a venue for interval ice-cream: Excellent
As an evening for fancying the conductor: Very high
So, editing ladies to look that bit hotter than they already are is not a new phenomenon created by Photoshop, as these before and after shots of 50s pin up chicks shows. Some just need a little tweaking and a prop or two added, others need substantial reworking, brunette to blonding and added pelican action.