I’m here to preach sophistication for teenage girls, a nice kind of sophistication. In England, where I grew up, girls dressed very, very youthfully and wore no make-up at all until they were seventeen or so—I’ll get to make-up. later—but in America that needn’t be...
One afternoon, Doris Day left her studio dressing room and started walking over to the set. Then the pain hit her. It hit her like the shock of an unexpected breaker in an angry sea and she was drowning with it. Her heart was a hammer and...
It isn’t at all unusual for the girl with the lavender personality to get three phone calls from three fascinating men in the space of a few hours in the evening. For instance . . . the phone rings . . . and a liquid voice,...
For three years we’ve known the story of Paul Newman’s secret love. For three years we refrained from printing it because we hoped things would become right again with Paul and his wife, Jackie. But now that there’s no hope left—we feel we have to...
Friday, April 19, 3:00 a.m.: Here I am, flying to Memphis to spend a weekend with Elvis at his home. I can hardly believe it! I’m up in the air in more ways than one. What will it be like to spend an entire weekend—every waking...
“I couldn’t sleep. It was Christmas, and I was alone. I was restless, a little depressed. I missed Vic terribly. I was sitting on the edge of the bed, feeling so blue, when suddenly the phone rings.” It was Vic Damone, calling his wife Pier...
One sunny day not long ago, a convertible came whizzing down Roxbury Drive in Beverly Hills and swooped into the driveway of a sprawling pink home. The handsome young man at the wheel leaped out, scooped up three or four suits hanging over the seat...
Read this story of Debbie’s reactions to trouble and embarrassment. Then answer truthfully: Could you laugh like she did?...
Pat held her hand, tight. “What’re you crying for, Shirley?” he asked. He wiped the tears from her cheeks with his handkerchief, gently, one by one. “What’re you crying for?” Shirley tried to talk. “My daddy . . .” she started to say. But then she...
> Elizabeth tries to be a shrew, wants to be an autocrat and unsuccessfully attempts tyranny in little things. She often tells me off in front of people when I upset her. She is also very jealous and doesn’t fancy my taking two looks at the...