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To herself, a woman's emotions are always important and she never wearies of studying them," says Dorothy. "The mad hot chase for a man is the only real outlet certain women have for self-expression."
Exotic Dorothy Lamour, who should and does know all the answers on the subject of allure, herewith supplies them — and without mincing words
Is IT one unique quality, or the alchemy of many that forms the magic elixir that makes a woman dangerous? Is the Lorelei song, which creates emotional havoc and writes enduring dramas, the same throughout the ages? Are the sirens of today gifted with the same sorcery that aided the Queen of Sheba in winning Solomon, Cleopatra in bringing the mighty Antony to his knees, and Good Queen Bess in keeping the dashing Essex dangling at her side? Or does feminine allure change with the times?
These, and many more were the questions I asked Dorothy Lamour, the screen's premiere interpreter of vampish roles.
Dorothy, as modern as tomorrow, insists that the realm of emotions defies rules and guide posts, because no two people have the same reactions, regardless of the century in which they live. She beUeves, however, that potentially every woman has the same emotional equipment, but that each molds it into a different pattern. Also, that no woman can awaken deep emotion without the capacity of experiencing it herself.
She's never quite recovered from the surprise of finding herself classed as superallurement. She insists it was all a mistake. Just a green kid, burning with ambitions, she jumped from singing ballads, with Herbie Kay's orchestra, into pictures with no emotional preparedness, and her very first scene before the camera was trying to win the affections of a lion. She was so terribly frightened that she gave a brilliant exhibition of primitive emotions that won her the scanty sarong, the picturesque costume of the South Sea belles, and the leading role in the picture "The Jungle Princess." In this, she went right on being primitive and was so altogether lovely, that Paramount studio hastily hunted up more jungle romances , in which to star Dorothy and her sarong. ■ "My experiences are limited to my i screen roles," said Dorothy, "but I give
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