The New Movie Magazine (Jan-Sep 1935)

yimfKy. slake FRECKLES..BLEMISHES MUDDINE55 '"^r See NewThrilling Skin Loveliness . . . in 5 Days I DO you think your skin has lost its youthful smoothness and fine unblemished whiteness? Then say good-bye to despair and disappointment now. Darkness, sallowness, freckles, and blemishes like blackheads and pimples, are often in surface skin only. Underneath them lies the true skin, with the radiant white loveliness of "sweet sixteen." And now an important facial cream discovery called Golden Peacock Bleach Creme works in a wonderful safe, gentle way, literally to flake off that dull blemished surface mask. It works while you sleep. You see results after the very first application; in five days, your mirror reflects the clear white beauty of a truly new skin! Yet Golden Peacock is not costly at all; 55c for a generous jar at drug stores, or, generous trial size at any 10-cent store. Buy a jar today. She Hasn't Learned How THIS ?uw POWDER ENDS MAKEUP WORRY NO need now for that nervous frequent powdering — which so often looks like mere empty-headed, ill-bred vanity! You too can discover the secret of makeup that stays smooth and utterly fresh for a whole evening, with new Golden Peacock Face Powder. Two vital improvements! First, it is completely moisture-proof, so that it cannot "cake" and clog pores. But more. Golden Peacock Face Powder is so fine it can actually be floated through closely woven silk! This makes it blend with your skin with a new thrilling natural smoothness, staying fresh for hours, as enticingly soft as peachbloom. And though it is made with an extra-costly process, from finest imported French materials, it is amazingly low in price! Get it in regular 55c size at any drug store, trial size 10c, at 10c stores, or, mail 6c in stamps, naming your correct powder shade, to us for generous 3weeks' supply, j Address Golden Peacock, Inc., Dept. L-193, Paris, Tenn. Golden Peacock PowLr Summer for Society suit to wear to Anne Shirley's seventeenth birthday party, they made up such ditties. The party was at Bob Hoover's house in honor of Anne, but when Johnny received his invitation someone forgot to tell him it was formal. When he heard the news the last minute his dinner jacket turned up missing. While he ransacked his home and raided the studio Anita Louise, Patricia Ellis, Paula Stone and others who gathered at Bob Hoover's heroically starved for the cause. Johnny finally arrived about two hours late, but after the belated dinner the younger crowd sailed merrily on to Victor Hugo's for dancing. Patsy's Party WHEN Patsy, Wally Ford's eightyear-old daughter gets all A's on her report card that's reason enough for celebrating on the Ford rancho. So, to the Ford's Laurel Canyon home trekked all Patsy's schoolmates to a good old-fashioned California barbecue, and just for good measure to the gay aifair came Papa's and Mama's friends as well. Wally's great dane, "Dickie," was the honored guest of the party, Charlie Starrett's daring young twins conceived the idea of all the kiddies taking a ride on Dickie's back, while the elders gasped. Those six-year-old twins have more tricks up their sleeves than Jack Oakie ever thought of. And they are still upset over the fact that the newspapers carried the story that Bing Crosby's twins were the first in the movie colony, when they beat the Crosby babies into this world by better than five years. Wunderbar Gathering "EfROM New York, from Berlin, from London and from romantic Budapest came people to that Wunderbar reunion staged by Robert Katscher, the famous Viennese composer of the musical, in his Beverly Hills home. The reunion was quite by accident, however, and in no place in the world but Hollywood would such an amazing thing have taken place. Among the guests were Steffi Duna, Francis Lederer, Carl Brisson, Al Jolson, Buddy De Sylva and Henry Busse. It turned out that although few of them had met before they had, in some part of the world, had something to do with that now famous musical show, Wunderbar. Steffi Duna and Francis Lederer had starred in it in Berlin ; Carl Brisson won the admiration of London when he played in it there; Al Jolson was the star of the American picture version; Buddy De Sylva wrote the American lyrics to the music and Henry Busse, who now directs the orchestra at the Cocoanut Grove, played the trumpet with Paul Whiteman's orchestra when he introduced the now famous strains of the music in this country. Peter Lorre, one of the few guests present who hadn't done anything about Wunderbar, elected himself master of ceremonies to keep from being left out, as others in the crowd did a number from the show. Cocktails and Beauty tpVEN our most glamorous stars -^ have their beauty problems and when they are in the doldrums about {Continued from page 67) a new hairdress or in a quandary over the most becoming eyebrow line their first thought has always been Em, Perc, Wally, or Monty Westmore. These are the boys who have long supervised the make-up departments of the major studios in Hollywood. When the Westmores decided to give their advice to anyone — in the profession or out — they opened an elaborate beauty salon. The opening was celebrated with a cocktail party to which came all the stars who have sought their advice. Kay Francis turned the golden key that opened the salon; Dolores Del Rio turned the wrench that connected the water service and Joan Blondell pressed the button that flooded the place with light. Claudette Colbert, who owes her new banged coiffure and chestnut hair to Westmore's suggestions, couldn't be dragged away from the special kiddies' room where the youngsters ride a stationary hobby horse while they are being bobbed. Even our masculine heroes were curious about this new venture. There were Charles Laughton, Alden Chase, Norman Foster, Adolphe Menjou and scores of others delving into the intricacies of milady's beauty. Introducing Mr. Schwartz HpHE night the mysterious Mr. ■*■ Schwartz arrived in town the tables were certainly turned on a practical joker. James Cain, the author of "The Postman Always Rings Twice," is an ardent Gilbert and Sullivan fan. Since he sings a good bass himself he has long been in search of a tenor good enough to get together with him on the operettas. Cain issued an open invitation to any good tenor, familiar with "The Mikado" to come to his house on any Friday night. There were no takers so Cain pleaded with Grace Moore please to send him a good tenor. Since Cain is usually the man to plan a good gag himself Grace couldn't down her sense of humor. She sent over the mysterious Mr. Schwartz, a stupid acting man wearing thick glasses and a mop of curly red hair. His tenor was so pure and sweet Cain rushed to the phone to thank the gracious Grace for her 'gift. When she couldn't control her laughter Mr. Schwartz doffed his wig and glasses and proved to be Michael Bartlett, the famous singer who plays opposite Grace Moore in her new picture. Stars "Pitch'n Rare" tpDWARD G. ROBINSON tossed a ■*— ' cowboy twenty feet just as Joe E. Brown banged open a gate and dashed madly away with another sombrerotopped lad. No, indeed, the boys weren't playing gangster roles. It just happens those were the names of a couple of wild horses who threw their riders at Hoot Gibson's annual Golden State rodeo while the film stars looked on. Hoot was there himself, overseeing the show and looking every inch the galloping cowboy of the screen. Assisting him and brave in colors, was that daring caballero, Leo Carrillo. He was riding a horse that danced when the band played and bowed politely in front of the grandstand where Toby Wing was seated, looking angelic in a powder blue suit, beside Sir Guy Standing. Nancy Carroll and her little daughter screamed with excitement over the pony relay races. Glenda Farrell listened seriously to her young son, Tommy, as he explained how the cowboys learned to take the falls without hurting themselves. Lyle Talbot couldn't resist betting Ralph Bellamy that the horse named after him would throw his rider in fewer seconds than would the horse named Bellamy — and he managed to collect a quarter from Ralph. Howard Hughes came late and straddled the fence, since all the seats were taken, and it appeared that any minute he would be gored by a Brahmin bull, but it didn't disturb the young producer in the least. It remained for Jack Oakie (whom you'd never recognize with his new mustache and added weight) to present the trophies and medals to the grinning cowboys who won the various events. Happy Birthday to May — AND happy birthday, Cora Sue. ■£*• When the oldest and the youngest stars in the Metro studio celebrate their birthdays on the same day all those of in-between ages pay homage. May Robson was seventy and Cora Sue Collins was seven on the same day. Joan Crawford, Clark Gable, Robert Montgomery, Jean Harlow came to pay their best respects and sing this little song: "It's May Robson's birthday today, a lady for more than a day, so let's drink a toast to the one we love most, for it's May Robson's birthday today." All roads led to the executive bungalow where May held court on this gala day. It was banked high with flowers which were tokens of the esteem in which her fellow-workers hold the grand old gal. A five-layer birthday cake was presented to her. Quite the most elaborate confection in the world it was topped by a pure white live canary in a candy cage which sang merrily for the guests. Cora Sue received a smaller cake edged in delicious candy dolls and both the ladies cut their cakes amid applause and cheers. Cora Sue made a polite little speech telling what a lucky little girl she was to be born on the same day as the great May Robson. May kissed her tiny birthday mate in a way that made the tears come to our eyes. "When I retire it will be only when someone folds my hands across my chest and puts a lily in one of them," May Robson said. "I've done everything in pictures from smoking a cigar to riding horseback, and I'd pilot an airplane or take a ride on high-speed roller skates if necessary." Just when we were in too serious a mood anyway Frank Morgan came popping in late. He'd been invited to the party but hadn't got the details, so he dashed up to Louis B. Mayer and congratulated him on his "seventieth anniversary." Isabel's Third Anniversary A BROKEN romance isn't going to -^~* curb Isabel Jewell's joy in living. Although she and Lee Tracy, the big moment in her life for four years, have definitely called their romance off, the 68 The New Movie Magazine, August, 1935