The Judgement of Paris (1904) by Enrique Simonet (1866-1927)
One of our regular anonymous commentators (we know that sounds odd!) recently challenged Agent Triple P to name his choice of the most beautiful woman who ever lived. That of course, is an impossible task! How do you judge a Turner against a Renoir, lobster against steak, Bordeaux against Burgundy or a Sibelius Symphony against a Bach Brandenburg Concerto? Rather like the popular BBC radio programme Desert Island Discs, where you have to select eight pieces of music to take with you if stranded on a desert island and choose one of these above the others, it would depend on when you were being asked. The choice would vary from month to month and even day to day.
The Judgement of Paris (1935) by Sir William Russell Flint (1880-1969)
In order to try to bring some semblance of organised thought to a task which makes the judgement of Paris look like flipping a coin in comparison we have decided to first narrow down the choice into some key categories which we will examine over the next week or so.
These are: actresses, fashion models, glamour models, Playboy Playmates, Penthouse Pets and, that catch all, "other". As we are looking at it from the classical standpoint of poor Paris' impossible choice we should say that we will be looking at both face and figure. There are some (Triple P's friend Agent DVD being one) who maintain that a beautiful face is paramount but we cannot avoid inspecting the body that carries the face.
Even Triple P doesn't know who his choice will be yet, except we suspect she will probably not be a blonde and will definitely not have a silicone bust or tattoos!