Modern Screen (Dec 1952 - Nov 1953)

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Oglethorpe of Double Dubuque, Iowa. In other words, like every other woman, she forgets where she is. She tried on a white sports hat and bought it. She tried on a few other things and bought them. She progressed to the jewelry counter and looked at Marty with an inquiring look. "No money," he said, solemnly. Believe it or not, at that moment a large French poodle walked in, and gravely put his paws on the counter, gazing intently at all the baubles. "Looka him," Doris said, "he's loaded." We used up most of the morning trying to get our foot out of the door of those fascinating little shops — prices just as low as in Hollywood, too. Marty held back when Doris steered him into a place called Cabbages and Kings, Ltd., but a moment later he lost his head in miles of tweed yardage. He delved into the cloth like a thirsty man at cocktail time. Then he paused, and looked at Doris inquiringly. "No money," she said, solemnly. They went from there to a place called Pebble Beach Interiors, because their house is furnished in French Provincial. "We used to be Early Americans," Doris explained, "but every time we went somewhere to visit, our friends' homes were done in Early American. We felt like we'd never left home. French Provincial isn't as stuffy as it sounds. Very informal, depending on your selection." They looked at a magnificent chest of drawers — it must have been more than a hundred years old, and turned to photographer Beerman with a double inquiring look. "You're an expert at a lot of things," Doris said to Bob. "What do you think?" "Never mind about the money," Bob replied carelessly. "It's only $750." Doris made a note of that. At this point if my report moves a little too fast for complete details it is because Doris Day was not in a mood for stopping. She took off in a small whirlwind for the Del Monte Lodge Beach Club for her initial and somewhat furious tennis lesson from the popular professional, John Garddiner. John, ex-captain of the Penn State Teachers' College team, ex-football coach at Monterey High, found Doris a more than satisfactory pupil. "My specialty is teaching children," he said, "and Miss Day has every bit as swift a grasp of the fundamentals as a 12-year-old, which is about as high a compliment as I can pay. Not only that, but with all respect to the swell football players I've coached, if every member of my team had the coordination savvy she has we'd have won a couple of state championships." John didn't really have to say it. Looking at Doris it was apparent that she isn't going to be a beginner very long. Marty, watching her swing at the tennis balls pitched into her, commented, "I play a little tennis myself, and I may be sorry I ever suggested this." While Doris got busy sweeping the court off with a tennis ball clearing contraption Pro Gardiner had invented, I casually asked Marty, "What one of Doris' records have you liked the best?" "Curious you should ask that," he replied. "My favorite is a platter that was a rare thing for Doris in that it didn't break any records selling. It was 'Something Wonderful,' from The King And I." "Mine's 'Mr. Tap Toe.' " "Well, everybody to his own taste," Marty replied, "but I suspect that anything I say to you is liable to find its way into print, so you might throw in a word for her album of By The Light Of The Silvery Moon — and her newest release, a real gone thing called "The Purple Cow.' Paul Francis Webster and Fred Speilman lt'sar>7 * t * — Winner of the 1953 Modern Screen Hollywood Fj^fn Award In the current issue of Modern Screen, read how Holl^ood's most glamorous names chose American Beauty to win the covped |Hollywood Fashion Award for excellence in styling. For glamour rivalling that of the stars, choose American Beauty compacts and fasEjafr accessor ...for every time, every occasion. At your favori&M&untef. Tempting twosome, this smartly matched cigarette case and compact. Lioyely three-toned floral design engraved on satin finish golden tone. Cigarette case holds regular or king-size. $15.00. Stunning compact, with dainty "fleur de lis" motif in bright-polished golden tone, contrasting with chased silver finish. $4.95. i | Compacts • carryalls Mirror-Lipsticks lighters cigarette cases Case-O-Matics dresser sets © 1953, AMERICAN BEAUTY DIVISION. ILLINOIS WATCH CASE CO.. ELGIN, ILLINOIS