To print this page, select "Print" from the File menu of your browser salon.com > People June 23, 1999 URL: http://www.salon.com/people/col/reit/1999/06/23/jellies Austin's secret mojo jelly Actress reveals mystery of covert curves; Ken Starr sings Clinton's praises; fabulous new carbonated bra concept. Plus: Rod the Mod finds God. - - - - - - - - - - - - By Amy Reiter Brace yourself for a veil-ripping revelation about the impressive sets in "Austin Powers: The Spy Who Shagged Me." None of those whopping Winnebagos are real. Not-so-ample-after-all actress Gia Carides, who plays powerfully endowed Robin Swallows (aka Spitz) in the film, stole a little mojo of her own this week when she confessed to the Sydney Morning Herald that all the women in the "Powers" flick were issued figure-enhancing "jellies" at the request of that international breast-seller Mike Myers. (Just don't tell me Linda Richman stuffs, too ... oh, I'm getting a little farklempt ...) "They go inside your bra under your own breast," the Australian-born actress reported. "It pushes you up and gives you an insane sort of James Bond-Benny Hill cleavage." According to Carides, the bigger-is-better falsies, hefty enough to "change your sense of balance," were "like a uniform" for all the women in the film. So Heather Graham isn't so frickin' perfect after all? Yeah, baby! - - - - - - - - - - - - Variations on the Water Bra? The liquid sky's the limit! Speaking of jellies, I mentioned a similarly fluid undergarment in a recent column. An inspired reader, Bob Siegmann, responded: "Let me get this right, women are removing their implants (à la Pamela Lee), but now someone is manufacturing them as bras? How about a Root-Beer Bra, complete with straw. Think how refreshing on a hot day, or during that boring night of passion with someone who doesn't know what they're doing." Brilliant idea, Bob. Just so long as it's not a Coca-Cola bra, which you might have a little trouble marketing overseas these days. - - - - - - - - - - - - Ken and Bill kiss and make up? (Just watch the cigar, Mr. Starr.) Did Kenneth Starr schlep all the way out to Ireland to bury the hatchet with President Clinton? It certainly is possible, although it depends on what your definition of "is" is. The Irish Times reports that man of ire Starr, in the land of Eire this week to speak at Trinity College Dublin, warmed up his brogue with a broadcast interview in which he described his (former?) nemesis as "an extraordinarily gifted ... and brilliant man of politics with an enormous ability to connect to the American people." The newly minted FOB also said the nation's favorite philanderer had "extraordinary empathy" and "immense charm" and that the president had been "unfailingly gracious" and polite in his dealings with him. And while he felt Clinton exercised "understandable" but poor judgment when he chose to "lie under oath," Starr nevertheless stressed that we should "keep the entire individual in mind ... we're all mixtures of good and not so good and there's an enormous amount of good and talent there in my judgment." A resounding, if Starry-eyed, endorsement! But don't expect the good vibes to drift the way of Her Rodhamness as she sprints for that New York senatorial seat. The freestylin' independent counsel ventured that the first lady may be "very gifted, extraordinarily bright, very talented in a number of areas," but does not have "the basic gregariousness and warmth that the president really unfailingly shows ... She's a bit more distant, a bit more cool." Takes one to know one, eh, Mr. Starr. - - - - - - - - - - - - Frank talk from gluttonous Mr. Garbage Gut "By the fifth one, they're going to start tasting bad -- no matter how good they are. Your mind says stop, but you have to find a way to get over that and keep going.'' -- Frankophilic marathon gobbler George "Garbage Gut" Glum on the strategy he hopes will make him the big wiener ... er, winner ... in the upcoming Nathan's Famous hot dog eating championship at New York's Coney Island. - - - - - - - - - - - - Juicy bits What's this? A trendy toy even more frightening than Furby? Yup, direct from Tiger Electronics, the maker of that scary talking stuffed animal, and toy candy maker Sound Bites comes Pop Radio: a lollipop that plays FM radio audible only to the person sucking on it. Sound vibrations travel through the lollipop and the sucker's teeth and into his or her inner ear. A button on the front lets you tune in to more channels than Shirley MacLaine -- and drive yourself just as batty. Rod Stewart: hard-livin' rocker or God-fearin' divorcé? Both, as it turns out. Mr. Hot Legs (bring your mother too) said he recently turned to prayer after wife Rachel Hunter told him to stay away from her window and from her back door, too. "I felt so frustrated, so unhappy, so miserable, I didn't know what to do," he confessed to Glasgow's Daily Record. "I just lay down on the bed and said to God, 'Please, please, help me.' Now I don't think I've been as happy in my life. I know it is because God has come into my life. I find I have these wonderful moments of immense happiness." But, warns the Rodster, "Don't go saying Rod is a born-again Christian -- I'm still a tearaway!" Whatever that is ... salon.com | June 23, 1999