The Picture Show Annual (1928)

Record Details:

Title:
The Picture Show Annual
Date:
1928
Publisher:
London, Amalgamated Press, Ltd.
Volume:
The Picture Show Annual (1928)
Leaf #:
00029
Language:
English
Collection:
Global Cinema, Year Book, and United Kingdom
Format:
Annuals
Contributor:
Media History Digital Library
Sponsor:
Media History Digital Library
Coordinator:
Media History Digital Library
Description:
Date Added:
January 01, 1000
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Picture Show Annual 21 Mary Pickf ord s Bungalow at the Pickford-Fairbanks Studio, Hollywood As you drive through the gateway of the Pickford-Fairbanks Studio on Santa Monica Boulevard, Hollywood, you cannot fail to notice a beautiful bungalow, white, with dull red tiles and cool green paint, standing on a lawn to the right of the drive where cars are parked. That is Mary Pickford's bungalow ; her second home, in which she makes-up, dresses for the screen, attends to correspondence and business, entertains, rests, has her hair done, and even sleeps when work is particularly strenuous. The first day I went to the studio I noticed this bungalow, and was specially interested in the bird's cage hanging outside one window, with a gay, striped sun-blind above it, and a bigger cage standing just below the steps leading to the front door, in which a magnificent parrot, scarlet and blue as to plumage, has his home. The parrot remarked " Hullo ! Good-morn- ing !" as we went by; and I asked whose property he was. " Oh, he belongs to Mary," said my guide. "That's her bungalow; you must go over it one day before you leave." Looking at that delightful little house from the outside—quite as large as many homes in which whole families live—I couldn't help thinking how lovely it would be to be a real star, and have such an adorable place in which to A charming picture of Mary and Dong. — firmest favourites the films have ever known,