For many years, now, homosexuals have taken it upon themselves to inform heterosexuals as to what, exactly, an attractive actress or model should be; little wonder, then, that they’ve now begun to mimic that bogus standard.
>>For many years, now, homosexuals have taken it upon themselves to inform heterosexuals as to what, exactly, an attractive actress or model should be; little wonder, then, that they’ve now begun to mimic that bogus standard.
http://blog.wfmu.org/freeform/2010/05/the-homophobia-of-jack-paar.html
“Fairies and Communists by Jack Paar”
...We occasionally have fashion shows on our program so I’ve had a chance to observe at firsthand the havoc that limp-wristed designers and hair dressers and make-up men have wrought upon once beautiful girls. When they finish accentuating the hollow cheeks, the pallor and the blue circles under the eyes, the models look less made-up than embalmed. One night a group of them trooped out modeling bathing suits and they were so skinny and unfeminine I thought it was the mile relay team from the YMCA. Gradually I’ve become so accustomed to seeing these bony, boyish figures that I was pleasantly surprised one night when one model appeared displaying a full-blown figure with ample curves. Later I commented backstage on how rare it was now to see a model with curves. Our wardrobe lady chuckled cynically. “When she took off that bathing suit and dropped it on the floor,” she said, “it bounced for five minutes.”
Another lovely girl who managed to escape the ministrations of the fairy Svengalis is the 1961 Miss Universe, Marlene Schmidt. She is a tall, ravishing blonde with a figure like God intended woman to have, without alterations by Slenderella or some delicate designer. I asked her measurements and she told me they were 95-45-95! This was in centimeters, it turned out, but even measured in inches her endowments were opulent. The reason she still possessed her naturally lovely figure and rosy-cheeked, healthy face, I discovered, was that she was a recent refuge from East Germany and our fairy fashion fraternity hadn’t gotten their clutches on her yet. Because of all this I’ve started my campaign to save our starving models by sending them CARE packages. For Christmas I plan to send my friends cards with notes saying that donations in their names have been made to Jinx Falkenburg.
I hope that all red-blooded men will rally to my crusade to have girls look like girls again. If we show our determination I’m sure that women will throw off the tyranny of fairy designers. They have nothing to lose but their falsies. Meantime, I must go now and give a blood transfusion to Suzy Parker
- Jack Paar, December 1961, My Saber Is Bent - Chapter 14 - Fairies and Communists (1961, Pocket Books)