Countdown to Lipstick Jungle
One of our Bloggers™ has a show coming out on Thursday: Lipstick Jungle. Brooke Shields is one of the stars. I can't help but think of my childhood, when Brooke was one of the beauties, and her name was bandied about constantly. Bo Derek, Brooke Shields and Farrah. I remember the ubiquitous poster was omnipresent in boys' rooms, in markets, the thing to win at carnivals: a poster of Brooke Shields! The one thing that always bothered me about these posters was not the ladies in their jaunty, flexed, posed contortions, but how their thumbs wrapped and pulled under their swimsuits and tugged them away from their bodies. I couldn't stand the inch or so of space between the skin and the taut suit as Farrah pulled her Lycra™ as hard as she could.Anyway, I was never allowed to see the Brooke Shields movies so I had no idea what the fuss was all about.
The other night John and I stumbled on the end of The Blue Lagoon. That was a jungle of innocence... and now... a Lipstick Jungle.
Labels: 80s movies, child stars, Lipstick Jungle, Writing-- John Levenstein
posted by Bernie at
6:54 PM
10 Comments:
And let's not forget everyone's favorite Jack Bauer love interest, Kim Raver! Or..no...wait...is that Cashmere Mafia? No! It's LIPSTICK JUNGLE!
yes... I support Kim. And the Jacks!
Don't forget Cheryl Tiegs. Oh, sorry, you probably already had.
Frank, I almost added her. She was certainly in my mind writing this. I didn't want to be too 'listy".
Cheryl, I'm sorry.
But we can admit the list wasn't THAT long.
I found the history professor to be the most interesting character on Lipstick Jungle. Once it became clear that he would be the show's first cuckold, I really knew I was not in the target audience.
The Brooke Shields toothpaste commercial was odd.
all the female writers on staff love the young guy playing kirby, and i don't really get it. when he says to her something like "now you have to let me buy you that free drink," there's not a thought in his head.
Well, there is one thought: where's my Sharpie?
> I couldn't stand the inch or so of space between the skin and the taut suit as Farrah pulled her Lycra™ as hard as she could.
That's because you're not male. Nor are you, apparently, gay.
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