the thinking man's/women's crumpet

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the thinking man's/women's crumpet

One who is considered both intelligent and attractive, and is therefore sexually desirable. It's clear that she's trying to present herself as the thinking man's crumpet, always carrying around those books.
See also: crumpet, thinking
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The thinking woman's crumpet. A stripe-shirted guru who interviews the artistic heavyweights.
"People just go, 'That's Richard Osman with a hat..."' He's also been described as 'the thinking woman's crumpet', and in 2011, topped Heat Magazine's Weird Crush poll.
The thinking woman's crumpet, Louis Theroux, is back with the most hated family in America.
Auction prizes included a dinner party with the guest of honour, no less than the thinking woman's crumpet Robert Peston, left.
HE MAY be getting on a bit these days, but there's no denying Michael Wood is still the thinking woman's crumpet.
I was the thinking woman's crumpet in those days, you know."
'The thinking woman's crumpet' TOM CONTI (left) has been called the "thinking woman's crumpet" and famously romanced Pauline Collins in the movie Shirley Valentine.
Actor Bill Nighy when asked whether he enjoyed being described as the thinking woman's crumpet
Jeremy, known as the thinking woman's crumpet, has one of the sharpest brains in the business and is at the peak of his career.
THE thinking woman's crumpet is back with a documentary based on his best-selling book.
HE MAY well cringes elf consciously at the epithet that he's the thinking woman's crumpet, yet having racked up more than 2 0 books to his name and sporting an inherent love of poetry, the truth is that Clive James is an extremely civilised sort of bloke.
Ewan apart, we have the thinking woman's crumpet, Professor Niall Ferguson, taking the TV world by storm with his Channel Four series about the British Empire.
Fronted by the thinking woman's crumpet, sorry Jeremy Paxman, with content that's lofty without being sky high with self-importance or indignant intellectualism, Melvyn Bragg's programme (somehow the word show doesn't quite fit) grants all us pointyheads with an interest in good oldfashioned journalism and art with our every wish.
HE might be the thinking woman's crumpet, he might know his daffodils from his dahlias, and he might live in a house with gardens the size of Croxteth Hall ?