Julie London, Fly ME to the Moon

I know these things are matters of personal taste–but can any man look at this scorching 1:44 of video and not feel a certain singing in the blood?  I like to think that even a modern fifteen-year-old boy would recognize this as way hotter than Britney or one of her clones humping the air in her underwear.

Dunno, maybe I’m just old.  When I watch this 1964 clip, however, I don’t feel old.  Not at all.

NeoVictorian

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