For ten years these stalwart standard-bearers of sex appeal have been unchallenged champs. All the bright young men haven’t unseated them yet—and they may reign for ten more. Long Live The Kings!...
THE TAYLORS’ “PRAISE-AGENT” TELLS ALL! HOW BARBARA ADMITS TO 40, WON’T DYE HER GRAYING HAIRS, AND SHRUGS OFF HER GOOD DEEDS, CLAIMING “I’M JUST BRIBING MY WAY PAST ST. PETER.”...
What do you know! Beautiful Ursula Thiess has just married lonely old Bob Taylor—that poor cuss who has nothing to offer a girl but love, fun and security!...
for “roughing it” with Bob . . .
for making his career more important than hers . . .
for giving up “sophistication” to be housewife and mother . . ....
Hedda knows all about Liz’ latest romance, and here she tells plenty! It’s the inside story about the dazzling beauty who set the film colony on its ear....
Ask Van Johnson to go through fire, fight off tigers, handle dynamite—he’s ready, willing and able. But ask him to look you in the face and sing, and . . ....
Liz is hoping for twins . . . Bergman weeps over Pia’s court testimony . . . Jane Wyman’s rug-cutting party is a WHAM-BAMMIE . . . Eleanor Powell and Glenn Ford climax all of those rumors . . ....