Fabrizio del Wrongo writes:
Are people still named Patti? I can think of a few ’70s-era Pattis, but I don’t encounter the name a whole lot these days. I suppose it’s short for Patricia. I don’t encounter many Patricias either. My completely made-up-on-the-spot theory: Peppermint Patty ruined the name for generations, perhaps forever. I hate Peppermint Patty, don’t you? I’m not even sure why I hate her, but I do. No, it’s not because she’s a lesbian. Actually, now that I think of it, I hate pretty much every Peanuts character with an undying passion, even the one or two straight ones. I notice that no one is named Lucy either. Coincidence?
Patti McGuire was the Playmate of the Year for 1977. The ’70s were a great era for Playmates. They still tended to be wholesome and somewhat middle-American. Patti definitely fit that type. She looked like a top-shelf version of the Irish-American girls I knew in high school. If only they’d looked at me like Patti looks at the camera…
That’s quite a look, isn’t it? While Patti’s smile made her look fresh and sweet, like a lemon-lime soft-drink, her come-hither look, which involved a slight lowering of the chin and a cobra-like stare, was like a shot of bourbon. A look like that either puts hair on a man’s chest or sends him home to play with mama.
She ended up marrying tennis great Jimmy Connors, who wasn’t in the habit of playing with mama.
I found this interesting statement in an old interview:
When [King] Kong first meets Fay Wray, he peels off her clothes, fondles her and then sniffs his fingers. Later, when he’s climbing the Empire State Building, he reaches through a window and grabs a blonde. He sniffs her and, realizing that she is not his beloved, casually tosses her some 50 stories to her death. That’s my idea of a faithful lover.
The lady demands fealty.
Nudity below. Have a great weekend.
Back when adult women actually looked like adult women.
I’d gladly sell my soul and burn in hell for all eternity for a time machine, but I’ve already sold it so many times there’s no point. God damn it.
Ehhh, just your run of the mill, basically perfect woman.
We may never see her like again.
Pretty sure Peppermint Patty wasn’t a lesbian. Don’t you remember how often she threw herself at “Chuck”?