I'm spellbound whenever I watch Swing Time (1936) and see an absolutely stunning, peak-of-her-beauty-and-popularity Ginger Rogers in that marvelous Never Gonna Dance opus, and wearing that dress--the white one--you know the one I mean. Maybe it's the beauty of the song (Fred's brilliant vocal), the way Ginger moves--she had quite a figure, didn't she? Oh, the beauty! Perhaps it's the way she gave herself to that performance--Rogers was involved in an affair with Swing Time director George Stevens-- but for me, this dress symbolizes the elegance, class, sophistication, and everything else Hollywood had on the ball in the 1930s.
Not Bob Taylor, Nor Ben Hogan
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