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Mrs. Holubar of Hollywood
By ELIZABETH PELTRET
On one side are the Hollywood hills and, just below the town itself, a moving picture colony.
Waiting for her in the livingroom, I got the effect of wholesomeness. This was intensified when she came in.
You would have noticed, first of all, her exceptionally high forehead. On the screen, Dorothy Phillips wears her hair very lew and held in place by a ribbon band over her forehead. Mrs. Holubar had hers brushed straight back — it had been raining all day, so she had come home early from the studio and washed it. It wasn't quite dry. And then, too, you would have noticed her hands.
Some one once said that there is infinitely more character in hands than faces, and that consequently it should always be the hand that is photographed and not the face. Certainly no two persons have hands alike. Dorothy Phillips has fingers squared at the tips and slightly
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Dorothy Phillips believes that feminine intuition is only a higher form of the power to reason
THE Holubars — Alan, Dorothy Phillips, and Marie Gwendolyn, their little girl — live in a flat on Cahuenga Avenue in Hollywood. Gwen — Dorothy Phillips always calls the baby "Gwen" instead of "Marie" — isn't a moving picture actress. In fact, she never visits the studio at all, but her mother and father do, and they have a beautiful ride up a country road to reach Universal City and work. (In professional life, Mr. Holubar is Dorothy Phillips' director.) In private life — well, anyway, the prevailing color in their living-room is a soft cream, and the light comes thru inverted globes of a deeper color tinged with pink. You would notice two wellfilled, built-in bookcases and a handsome phonograph with almost innumerable records. The room is furnished in mission style. The .front windows look toward the west, and the house is sufficiently high for them to furnish a r\ beautiful view.
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Dorothy Phillips Holubar and her little daughter, Marie Gwendolyn, on the lawn of their Hollywood home