Esther’s home again, and Ben’s a happy man—until she starts to brag. About the times she showed the cops how to handle crowds and didn’t bat an eye when those 4 Harvard boys crawled out from under the bed!...
A few stars still twinkle in the night clubs, but decorously. Gone are the lusty, brawling, bottle-swinging, butter-throwing, spendthrift. Stars of the thirties....
What do people write to movie stars? Here’s your chance to read Esther Williams’ mail before she does and see what reporter Jim Henaghan wrote to this aqua-queen...