I dunno about that, but it is (or was) a bright blue building right in the middle of the block with Art Deco designs on the outside and very cool Art Deco elevators.
Eve, thanks for sharing! I really love the picture of your mother – and the two of you are something else!
Double chin? Please. I had more of a double chin at 13 (damn genes)
Eve, you are one beautiful lady.
I agree with the masses: You’ve got to drop the “matronly” and (christ…this is the worst one) “dowager” …fucking “DOWAGER”…from your resume. They simply don’t work. You look positively smashing.
And your family is good looking, too! Great pics!
Eve, you remind me very much of Diana Wynyard. Madge Evans, also.
I think I speak for everyone when I say I hope that this isn’t a tiny photo album for long. More pictures, please!
Wow, I wish… um… wow!
I’m speechless, really I am.
I’m disappointed.
I was hoping for a photograph of Madame Golden au naturale tastefully hidden behind a teacup in her hands and a saucer in her lap, or by copies of her books.
It’s times like these I wish I was better at photoshop.
It’s time like this I’m damn glad you’re not!
Sadly–happily?–I have no more photos on discs; just the ones at Dopefest Graveyard Tours, which have been posted elsewhere. I’ll take some at the upcoming Gen’l. Slocum Cruise.
Thanks for all the compliments–that is a flattering photo, which is why I chose that one! But as far as “matronly,” I am (choke) 47, and if that ain’t a middle-aged matron, I don’t know Shinola.
47?!?!
No way. You look more like 37. Dammit, woman, you look good!
If that’s the Matron look, we could use some more Matrons. Bring on the Matrons!
Yowie zowie you had some gams on you. (I’d figure you still do, but they aren’t in the newer shot.)
Matronliness is not a function of age. A woman is unable to judge her own matronliness. The proper judges of such things are 14 year old delivery boys. If inviting them in for a tip results in their expecting fresh cookies or other baked goods, you’re a matron. If it results in attempts to seduce you, you’re not.
We can thus see that Angela Lansbury is a matron, and Bernadette Peters is definitely not.
Considering the ease with which you could lower boys to your boudoir with promises of sensual delights, and the swiftness with which you could murder them for use in meat pies, you’re no matron.
How the? That should be “lure” not “lower”. I’m not sure quite what mental process happened there. I was momentarily distracted by visions of you singing Sondheim.
14 year old boy (not a delivery boy though) checking in.
You’re pretty hot. Although I must say that I liked pic 3 better- probably because you had long hair then, and I just love long, flowing hair.
And unless you are the widow of a nobleman, I don’t think you qualify as a dowager.
Here’s a strange thought - if Christopher Guest were to be run over by a bus tomorrow, Jamie Lee Curtis would be the Dowager Baroness Baden-Guest. Talk about gams!
Eve, as a 48 year old woman who looks rather young for her age (single, childless, and therefore not either a matron or a dowager) , I can only wish I looked (or ever looked!) as good as you do. You’re a solid babe. Live with it.
Devil on Eve’s Left Shoulder: “You just posted those photos so people would tell you how gorgeous you are!”
Angel on Eve’s Right Shoulder: “Of course she did–why the hell else would she post them?”
[Eve beams happily in between, basking in compliments]
emekthian, remember, in the earlier photo I’m, like, in my mid-20s. I think your finding me hot now might be illegal–for me, if not for you! I can’t get arrested for luring teenagers, can I?
Eve, you look lovely - in both of your photos. And you appear to get your good looks from your parents. I have just one complaint.
Where are the tiny photos? Those pictures are normal sized! We were promised tiny photos!
Thank you for putting that image into my brain, thereby making it impossible for me to concentrate on all the work I need to do around the house. If I have another dream about Eve tonight it will be your fault.
The thing that interests me is how much you look like how you sound. Your fascination with the early screen goddesses suggests you should look and dress in just a certain way, and it turns out you do!
Well, it’s said you have the face at 25 that nature gave you; at 45, you have the face you’ve earned. I’m not “pretty” by any means (that nose! those . . . chin!), but I do flatter myself that I have a certain style and low-key elegance that I learned from my mother, and that I’ve had to develop over the years through, well, self-defense.
Middle age doesn’t have to be drab and dowdy. . . Old age, on the other hand . . . I saw what it did to both of my parents, nipping away from them bit by bit till there was nothing left . . . That I am not going to go through.
From one 47-year-old to another, you are looking wonderful! Can I ask what was the occasion for the sexy legs picture? Where were you?