Guess What Tuesday Talked Elvis Into
Just when I thought Tuesday Weld had settled down, she dreamed up the maddest thing in years—a hidden mike party—and talked Elvis into giving one with her. The guests never guessed their every word was being mysteriously wicked up. When...
I was in the beauty parlor, putting on my makeup . . . when someone casually mentioned his name and then I knew I could never forget the day Tommy told me—...
Connie Francis sat at the kitchen table, sipping coffee, eating cake and leisurely thumbing through the paper, while her mother made dinner. She stopped at the Society page and stared thoughtfully. One face seemed especially familiar. Sure enough, it was her old Junior High School...
A few weeks ago, we had waved a “see-you-soon” to our own special corner in the Photoplay offices and were scooting along above the clouds heading for a personal appearance. Naturally enough, the conversational ball was being batted over all the topics. When it finally...