Only a very few late, late diners remained in Lucey’s New Orleans House in Hollywood. It was past midnight. Two waiters stood idly talking together around the end of the bar, one yawning noticeably in anticipation of closing time. In a secluded part of the restaurant...
“It’s hard for a girl to call up a boy . . . so Photoplay called you for me.” —BY NANCY ANDERSON...
Rumors from Hollywood celebrities . . . ...
I don’t believe Debbie Reynolds is going to rush into marriage. . . . Marilyn Monroe waves her wrists to relax before going into a scene. I didn’t think it meant anything until MM made me do it. I did feel more relaxed, although I...
“You looked so sad. . . . what’s happening to you?”...
Peter Breck a waiting in the car until his mother came out of the big. building across the street. She slid behind the wheel, smiling down at him, and he thought to himself, “She’s real pretty.” He liked it when she came to Grandma’s to...
The noise of the hotel coffee shop with steady sounds of the lunch-hour crowd, the waitresses ordering and the clink of china, didn’t seem to bother Nick Reynolds as he sat, hunched over a round marble table, examining timetables spread out before him. He checked the...
“About growing up, it’s the dizzrest, but,” confided Brenda Lee . . ....
