Lift your bosoms and sing.
Showing posts with label Jane Russell. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Jane Russell. Show all posts
Hallelujah, They Love Him So
Lift your bosoms and sing.
Labels:
1950s,
Beryl Davis,
Connie Haines,
gloves,
Jane Russell,
music,
religion,
Rhonda Fleming
Hallelujah, They Love Him So
Lift your bosoms and sing.
Labels:
1950s,
Beryl Davis,
Connie Haines,
gloves,
Jane Russell,
music,
religion,
Rhonda Fleming
Voulez-vous coucher avec moi, ce soir?
Who Wants to Tussle with Russell?

Today, we celebrate the fabulously full-figured Miss Jane Russell - a truly legendary bombshell of the first order...


...a provocative siren of many moods - and mantillas...


...a provocative siren of many moods - and mantillas...

...and persuasive extoller of the virtues of big muscles and red corpuscles.
As if this crowd needed any persuading.
JANE RUSSELLJune 21, 1921
Labels:
1950s,
glamour,
Jane Russell,
mantillas,
Travilla
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