Star of screen and pool, Esther Williams, died yesterday at the age of 91. Esther never planned on being a film star but had a passion for swimming, becoming a champion in the sport by the age of 16. She was working as a store assistant at I Magnin in order to pay for tuition fees for a degree in physical education, when she was talent spotted and placed in the water show ‘Aquacade’ alongside fellow swimmer (and Tarzan star) Johnny Weissmuller.
Deanna Durbin, star of the silver screen in the 30s and 40s, passed away last week at the grand old age of 91. It seems that every time a famous actress from times past dies, people say ‘she was the last of the great stars’ or some similar line. I personally don’t think is ever true, because the world will always have stars, and as time inevitably passes by own sense of nostalgia imbues celebrities of old with a sense of mystery and glamour that we don’t afford to those we see in the press every day.
The good old BBC has been showing a number of Ginger Rogers films this week, one of which is the 1936 movie ‘Swing Time’, also starring Fred Astaire. I hadn’t seen this particular Astaire and Rogers before, and was delighted to find it way up there with their best. In particular, I was blown away by Fred’s inventive tap dancing in the ‘Bojangles of Harlem’ routine.
Style is more than some designer-clad pop-tart staring vacantly into a bank of camera flashes. Style is not just how you wear your clothes, or hair, or make-up… real style is about individuality and courage and achievement and humour and intelligence and creativity and a certain je ne sais quoi. Miss Piggy has it in bucketloads.