Oh, how the boys ached imagining the fleshly delights beneath her thick, old-school bra.
The late 1950s and early 1960s were times when Americans liked things to be big, pointy, and protruding, whether it was the tail fins of our automobiles or the tits of our teen idols.
You'll have to take my word for it that this lousy cap is of her sparsely clad body and that is Dean Stockwell sneakily grabbing her tit and finally showing us a Sandra Dee nipple in The Dunwich Horror 1970.
A mane of flaxen tresses never hurts.