La Femme Norton
La Femme Norton
oh, behave, baby!
Do NORTONS MAKE YOU horny, baby, do they? I’m randy for one, too. They have that certain, as the French would say...I don’t know what. Smashingly shaggelicious. Mojo amundo.
Boffo ad campaign, too. My chums at Cycle World (decent sorts, for Yanks) tell me that Norton Girls ran on the prime inside cover of almost every CW and Cycle magazine from 1970 through mid-’74, when the brass at Norton-Triumph canned the crumpets in favor of tech-oriented ads, daft bastards. In today’s pesos the adverts would cost about $3 million, give or take a quid. Crikee!
Some of the early ones are a bit saucy. “The Norton Experience,” with hiked-up miniskirt and cheeky wordplay (“Long before your eyes laid her...”) is just too too. But for the most part, good taste prevailed. No overblown jubblies poking you in the eye, just an all-natural British bird, posed ever so fetchingly. Some (“Uncomplicated Sophistication” and “Fulfilment”) show less skin than your average girls’ school communion.
Wait a tick! Just noticed “Go Far Faster’s” naughty belt, with its hands clasped suggestively. Oh, behave!
Personal fave-raves? “Beautiful” campaign and setting the fashion tone with that groovy print frock and leather kneehighs. Cor, I’d have her back to the shagpad for a sensual massage quicker’n Bob’s yer uncle! I proudly cast a vote for “Freedom,” too. Satin hotpants and suede go-go boots, yeah, baby! (Shame ’bout that bike, though).
But my pick for Swingingest Norton Chick Of All Time has to be the altogether shaggadellic “Superplus!” Hiphuggers and a halter top? A Commando 850 between her legs? That’s a bit of all right, baby, oh yes!
That’s it, I’m spent. -Austin Powers, International Man of Mystery
