Hollywood (1942)

When both the girls are in Hollywood, their routine is standard. At least once a week they get together at Ann's. They have dinner — Linda can gorge herself on Mrs. Miller's delightful Southern cooking without gaining weight, but Ann has to discipline herself — then they settle down for three or four hours of art work. Linda poses for Ann, who is turning out a nice portrait of the Darnell kid, and Ann poses for Linda, who is doing a pastel of the Miller kid. Mrs. Miller has expressed a desire for a study of each of the girls to occupy a prominent position on one of the living room walls, and the girls are complying . . . but not in any haste. Linda says, grinning, "I have more trouble with my series of studies than Ann does, because Ann started out as a brunette, then she was a redhead, and now she's a blonde. I go right on painting her as a redhead because I think that is Ann's most becoming hair shade." Linda sticks to the neck, face, shoulder and head portrait, but Ann is likely to branch out to catch some exotic pose. Whenever she does this she runs into sketching difficulty and sometimes Linda takes over the work to finish it. When Art palls, they mosey off into Ann's room, take seats before the dressing table and try a series of new hair-do's. Sometimes each girl works on her own hair and sometimes they turn hairdresser for each other. While this beauty workout is progressing, they talk about Life and Love. Item: They agree that there are many limits beyond which a girl diouldn't go to further her career. Both girls draw rigid date lines between the boys who get the yes department and the wolves who rate zero-zero. Then they discuss the latest fortuneteller's predictions. Both of the girls adore a synthetic peek into the future; Linda says it's loony but fun. Ann is inclined to take her superstitions more seriously. At approximately one a. m. Linda is hungry. They raid the ice-box and Linda cleans up the miscellaneous chickenbones, vegetable dabs, and an extra ration of jello, while Ann drinks a glass of milk. Back to the bedroom they go to try out a series of new lipsticks, or a new powder base. Then they take turns reading the latest killer-diller aloud. Between four and five a. m. they suddenly look at each other with stricken expressions. "We have to get up in the morning," they agree in horrified undertones. "Good night!" Then Ann, who is the sentimental member of the duo, says, "It's swell — having a friend like you, Linda. I've always had to fight my own way and keep up my guard. I've never confided in anyone before. Gee, I'm glad I met you." Linda, who wouldn't be caught dead in the midst of Hearts & Flowers, says, "Save the topic, babe. We've got years of discussion ahead of us." ". . . next thing you know," postscripts Ann, "we'll be comparing our grandchildren." From 19 to 90 doesn't seem like much of a gap — at 5 a. m. | <• -:• \ ..-»** This slim young lovely with the eyefilling figure is Columbia's Leslie Brooks, once known as Lorraine Gettman. With new hair-do and new name, she steps into the aptly titled film, Lucky Legs SURE YOU INHALE .SO PLAY SAFE with your throat! You can't avoid some inhaling — but you can avoid ■worry about throat irritation, even when you do inhale. Doctors who compared the leading favorite cigarettes report that: SMOKE OF THE FOUR OTHER LEADING POPULAR BRANDS AVERAGED MORE THAN THREE TIMES AS IRRITATING — AND THEIR IRRITATION LASTED MORE THAN FIVE TIMES AS LONG-AS THE STRIKINGLY CONTRASTED PHILIP MORRIS! When you smoke Philip Morris, you enjoy finer tobaccos — plus this exclusive proved protection! 'Sfcfcf^ CALL FOR PHILIP MORRIS JIMfR/CAS FIM/tST €ICJUt£TF£ 69