So I take this is for portraits, not just a place to critique this particular portrait ... which is interesting. Not sure I like the excess of noise.
Yes, Bill, that's the purpose/intent of kicking this off - just to show the poster who felt the lack of a portrait section that it's easily created.
Regarding the piccy of Beverley: the original is Kodachrome shot on, I think, a 35mm Nikkor. She's standing in the midle of a field in Cyprus and the expression is helped along by the hope that there are no snakes lurking in the weeds... As I recall, I stood in the road - you can replace a model but not yourself!
Actually, the shot is already visible on Without Prejudice
as a tightish vetical culled from the mid-right of the original horizontal image; it's my latest one on the thread there. We did a series of heads in a beach-bar with that bandana and blouse; I know I worked on one shot from that lot years ago when I first got the scanner, but can't remember where I hid the file - must search for it. She was eating a slice of watermelon at the time, and so much reddish bounced tone in the shot was rather intrusive on skin, but she was so beautiful with a wonderful, wonderful figure to boot.
A funny note: we were shooting some wet tops on the beach at Grecian Bay, near Aya Napa, on which, at the time, stood nothing more than the skeleton of a hotel that was being constructed. We stopped for a break and to think what to do next, when we were approached by a UN soldier doing his run along the shore. Within minutes, there was a whole bloody squadron of the mothers sitting around us, because she was well known in the UK from her advertising work for KP Nuts, I think it was. (It might have been Big D instead - sounds more likely to me. They used to sport large cardboard point-of-sales plaques with a pic of a model covered with packets of real nuts, and as you bought the packets the model was uncovered. Disappointment, ultimately; she didn't do topless, just see-thru.) We were both very glad to chat politely for a few minutes and then get the hell out of it. Never did like men in large groups, especially sex-starved soldiers in foreign parts. Actually, there was a case there in Cyprus of the murder of a girl who got picked up on the road by a vehicle full of soldiers. It’s not all fun in the sun.
Walter - indeed, it is of its day; the bandana reminds me of Abba! Since I wear one now, I suppose it's only natural - atavistic.
I really like the headshot of your girl - what invitation lurks on those lips! Promised to kiss´n´tell?