A classy and classic blonde, Linda Evans attended Hollywood High School with fellow starlet-to-be Stephanie Powers and was an early find by connoisseur of blondes John Derek. Given the wattage of Linda's sly smile, the pleasure pillow formed by her pouting bottom lip, the charm of her dimpled chin, the delicate fluting of her long, searching nose, its nostrils flaring with hinted passion, and those eyes so widely trusting and knowing, along with her uncanny ability to squeeze her bosom into a deep crevice of cleavage, the girl was destined for stardom. Unfortunate for skin sightseers, Evans's arena of fame was the traditional small screen, her exposure primarily upon networks that frown upon revealing more than the hint of what lies beneath. The closest ethereal Evans has come to unclothed is in Mitchell (1975). With her bare back to the camera, she allows a slight curve of breast to show in shaded profile, and then the kiss off.