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HOLLYWOOD Magazine scoops the world to reveal Garbo as one of Filmdom's gayest party girls
by FRED RUTLEDGE
IS NOT A HERMIT!
IF You Have been told over and over again that Garbo lives in a big, barricaded house with four servants, alone and with no outside connection, don't throw away that picture of her. It is right — as far as it goes!
But now take this other picture of her. It is equally authentic, and until now known only to her intimates. It is Garbo sitting at ease in a low ceilinged room, watching her friends dance. The room is full of laughter and cigarette smoke. It is Garbo at a party she loves!
Webster has several descriptions for the word recluse, but none of them fits Garbo, in spite of the very legend that has grown up about her. Have you ever heard of a recluse calling up a friend and demanding that he arrange a party for that evening?
Many stories have been printed about Garbo. They have all mentioned her intensity in her work, her kindness to those who work with her, her monastic existence. But not one of them has mentioned her fondness for parties.
Why?
Simply because writers don't go to any of the parties given for Garbo. In fact, no one connected with Hollywood's greatest industry ever attends. That is the only demand she makes before agreeing to come to one of them. No famous picture people!
And it isn't that she dislikes them for what they are. It is only for what they try to do. That is the reason nothing is ever said about Garbo at parties. She always refuses an invitation from a movie star. Here is her reason:
"Once I accepted an invitation to attend a party given by a star. It was to be just a 'Doing any
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little group of old friends I liked. When I got there I found that forty total strangers had been asked! They all pressed around me, yelling and drinking. It was too much!"
So Garbo only goes to a party when one of her few intimate friends is the host. She is sure then that no one will be there except a chosen group from every field but the motion picture industry.
And that is how this story came to be written. Through business connections with old friends of Garbo's, I was asked to be present at a small gathering for her. I was harmless. I had no reason for trying to work my way into her good graces. The rest of this story came through knowing her other old acquaintances. It is no great surprise for them to have Garbo call up of an evening and ask whether there please isn't something doing. They don't live in expectation of a call from her, but they are always willing to drop their plans to accommodate her. Her only way of showing that she appreciates this is to have as good a time as possible when she is with them.
Lately, she has been willing, on Sunday nights, to take her friends to the Hollywood Russian Eagle — her return for their entertainments. This quiet, out-of-the way restaurant is as close as Garbo will get to appearing in public.
• She has her own ideas of going out in the evening with her friends. Just once she yielded to her love for dancing and in company with two men set out for the Biltmore. They were no sooner inside the door than she wheeled and literally ran from the hotel.
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