Ann-Margret Is a F***ing Maniac

ann-margret hold me squeeze me red dress

My most favorite thing about Ann-Margret (other than, well, everything) is that she’s the rare star whose entire career is a triumph of naive camp. Just look at her, and look at those two dancers behind her, and tell me they’re all not screaming “YASSS, ANN-MARGRET, YASSSSS!”…with their eyes.

Sure, other actresses slip into camp from time to time like it’s a luxuriously beaded chemise, but Ann-Margret is that beaded chemise, plus an abundantly thrusty sexuality I might blame on a low blood sugar, but most Americans insist is just European. Insulin and exotic are only a few letters apart, after all.

My point is that every Ann-Margret performance is totally insane and sublimely camp, which is apparently what being a legitimate sex symbol once looked like in America. Just behold in wonder this 1981 performance of her hot disco hit, “Hold Me Squeeze Me.” It’s bugf**k crazy and much more effective than a cup of coffee:

Oh, Ann-Margret: positively perfect for another maniac Monday, wouldn’t you agree?

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