0470 Slam the Big Door
Usually it’s not as much fun when I dial up a cover that is essentially the same as a previously posted one, but not today. This Milton Charles effort is first rate and fully deserves to be seen a second time. While her outfit is probably not appropriate for shoveling snow, or working on the car, or cooking french fries, or … well … I can’t think of anything that it is appropriate for except for what she is clearly about to do. The pose that Charles caught her in — one hand on an out-thrust hip and the other on the door handle ready to open it and … do what? — is arresting, or at least she ought to be arrested. Surely the local blue laws demand that at least one of those buttons should be fastened. Not that I’m complaining, mind you.
To show you that I can sometimes tear my eyes away from gratuitously displayed flesh, what on earth is going on with that door? At the bottom, it’s fine, but as you go up it seems like the veneer is peeling away on the left side while mysteriously extending past the top of the door frame and the whole door looks like its pulling loose from its hinges.
Does any woman wear underwear like that?
Have you seen me? I am the 14th US paperback printing of Slam the Big Door, printed in 1985 by Fawcett as Gold Medal 1-2995-0 (ISBN-10 0449129950, ISBN-13 9780449129951, although for some reason my copyright page says 0-449-12993-0). My cover price is $2.95.