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Ladies of "Whoopee"
And Their Frank
Opinions Of Hollywood Men, Morals And Movies
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DOROTHY MANNERS
Four little "Whoopee" KirN. dimpled of knee, One didn't show — and so there were three.
|HE first to arrive was a pert-eyed youngster named Bohhf. Bobhe Weeks — "and please don't spell it " Bobbie!'"
The second was a languid, fresh-peach edition of a blonde named Virginia Bruce, Hollywood's own contribution to the ranks of the show girls, and she had never seen Broadway past Seventh Street, Los Angeles.
1 he third was Georgia Lereh, formerly of George White's Scandals, and she looked athletic. Brown and hrm. Pale blonde hair against healthy skin. Friendly, this one, and gentiv humo,rous.
The fourth never did show. But no one was surprised. "She wouldn't!" — in friendly little giggles—" Probably lost her lip stick " — " Didn't set her alarm clock for 4 P.M." — "Maybe she thought It was some Thursday next week!"
"Oh, well," grinned a Bright ^'oung Man — who has been associated with Follies, Scandals and Hollywood show-girls all through the production of Sam Goldwyn's "Whoopee" — "Maybe it's just as well. Get 'em all together at once and they're liable to kick each other in the chin."
"Whatta you mean — 'kick each other in the chin.'"' I demanded suavely, lowering mv lorgnette. "Don't tell me that the cherubs actually hght among themselves!"
But They Have Differences
COME to think of it, I don't believe they actually came to blows." went on the Bright Young Man. " But what can you expect of a dozen beautiful gals thrown together for three months.' All sizes, all shapes, all types of thrm. Blondes, brunettes and red-heads. Wisecrackcrs, ^ fresh out of the syrup, and now and then a couple ■ w what it's all about. No two of them talked up the Siiine street.
"There was Muriel Finley, a Ziegfeld Follies girl, imported for 'Whoopee' — she could hardly wait for the picture to be over to blow! It didn't take that snappy child
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Bobbe Week* — "rabid on the •ubject of tunny Hollywood, even if the it Ziegfeld '• favonte chorus girl"
long to shake the Hollywood dust from her French heels and catch the first train back to what she called a Real Town. She didn't get any words mixed up in her chewing gum on what she thought of Hollywood shortcomings: the men were handsome, but poor and uninteresting, the places were dull — and the work I — well, who ever heard of getting up at H a.m. .'
"Marv Coyle was only slightly less vehement. Mary was Fiftfi Avenue, if I ever saw it. She might have learned to like it out here a little better, only she had a perfectly good husband back in New York, and he and the bright lights were calling.
"On the other hand. Bobbe Weeks — you'll meet Bobbe — a California convert if I ever saw one. Rabid on the subject of sunny Hollywood, even if she is Ziegfeld't favorite chorus girl and the cleverest little dancer in