1.14.2010
Bettie's name was invoked in a recent UK article about the "return of the sex bomb":
My jaw hit the floor when, a couple of weeks ago, I walked into a pub to meet my friend Sam and found her dressed as a tramp. Not the vagabond kind, but the Bettie Page kind — which was even more shocking. Sam is a stylist, so she normally wears what I will kindly describe as avant-garde hessian sacks. Instead, much to the delight of some men drooling by the bar, she was sporting spray-on jeans, a low-cut ribbed vest, killer heels and a cropped leather biker jacket with fetish-looking zips. She had accessorised with a glass of ropey house white, an unlit fag and immaculate red lipstick. MORE
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