Please, Mrs. Alberghetti, please! An advance copy of this magazine is being rushed to you on April 1st. On April 12th your daughter Anna Maria is getting married. She wants you to attend her wedding. She needs your blessing, not your scorn. Read what Anna...
She was pert, happy, vivacious. She chatted about her plans, about Elvis, about the future. She was full of life, full of hope . . ....
She swings! She’s got it made! She looks like the happiest! but . . ....
I’m Edd Byrnes. I had a drunk for a father . . . a stinking cold-water hole for a pad—and a burning dream to get out. This is my story....
The 1930s may have been the decade of worldwide depression, but there were still enough wealthy customers to support a fine selection of luxury car makers in the United States and Europe. Elegant, comfortable, and often speedy, these cars were usually the first to receive...
The thing about me is, I respect women. I respect them and I admire them—maybe a little too much, even. I know it sounds kind of naive, but I think some women are pretty close to perfect—they have everything, beauty and cleverness and heart and...
Have you wondered where Natalie has been lately? Have you wondered why it has been about fifteen months (when Marjorie Morningstar played at your local theater) since you’ve seen Natalie? One of the most sought-after and popular stars in the motion picture industry has not made a...
. . . one night a few weeks ago we looked into Liz’ eyes . . ....
This is a photograph of Luca, and his mother, the great actress, Anna Magnani. We are privileged to bring you thew story....
Bobby was getting the works! Glamour . . . the big time . . . hot music and a woman, a real woman in love with him . . . he thought!...