To be acknowledged by the slightly skewed half-smile of British star of stage and dream Jane Seymour, having met the glittery challenge of her eyes as they look down her long, refined nose, this contact is to risk being mesmerized and enchanted. Seymour's first step in world seduction was as a swinging '60s London model, which was but a short skip to the femme fatale lead opposite James Bond in Live and Let Die (1973). Jane's rarefied sensuality and ass-long hair have never faded from style; she's been a class-act fixture on the small screen for more than twenty years. Her most lasting impression is from Lassiter (1984), in which, fully naked, she adorned a bed with her so sophisticated seat cushions raised to be appraised. And there is that smile, slightly skewed, fully vertical. It wasn't her smile, but her still-amazing-after-fifty body that won her a Mr. Skin Anatomy Award in 2006 for her non-nude but still smokin' hot appearance in The Wedding Crashers (2005). She'll cause a crash in your pants.