Photoplay (Jan - Jun 1926)

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Glazo comes complete with separate remover, an advantage \ ou can have only with the most absurdly priced imported polishes. This separate remover insures the most charming results, and prevents wasting the liquid. Ask your dealer for Glazo. Price 50c. The Glazo Company, 405 Blair Ave , Cincinnati, Ohio GLAZO Nails stay polished longer no bulling necessary Try GLAZO Cuticle Massage Cream , It shapes the cuticle and keeps it even t& and healthy mind whether after that she would make any more or not. This wedding probably means that after these three pictures the screen will lose its most enchanting comedienne. Constance loves exactly the sort of life young Mackintosh can give her abroad and it is his desire to live in his own country. Y\7"IIAT I want to know is, what good did it W do Connie to get back her American citizenship? You remember she lost it when she married the first time to John Pauoglott, wealthy Greek cigarette manufacturer of \i v. York. Since that time Constance has been reported engaged to several distinguished gentlemen. including John Charles Thomas, Irving Berlin, William Rhinelander Stewart, Jr., Irving Thalberg and Buster Collier. Even her best friends had no inkling of her approaching marriage and Hollywood is still trying to recover from its amazement and ooking forward to meeting the lucky man. A GNES AYRES hopes that Justice, that -* ^-blindfolded goddess who carries her scales with her, will be present when her suit for 803,000 against the Producers Distributing Corporation comes to trial. Agnes wants Justice, of course, but her scales are going to come in very handy, for Agnes — who is suing the producing company for breach of contract and several other counts — will have to prove to the court's satisfaction that she had not let herself become fat and therefore violated the clause in her contract which gave them the right to break it if she suffered any "facial or physical disfigurement materially detracting from her personal appearance." And when the contract was broken nearly a year ago, they claimed that Old Lady Poundage had crept up on Agnes and covered with fat the beauty that made her famous. It will take a judge with the wisdom of Solomon, the discernment of Paris and the diplomacy of a Chesterfield to decide the case. And, in the meantime, Agnes sews on a tiny layette in her Hollywood home, awaiting Doc Stork's visit. T" CALLED the press agent to verify the -* story. And the p. a. was aghast that I even repeated it. Said it would dispel the romantic glamour surrounding the actor if it was told — especially in view of his next picture, steeped in love and intrigue and youth. But here it is anyway. I'm mentioning no names. An old doorman in the east who knew the actor in his stage days heard that the actor was to play a youthful role in a current picture. The old man wired the actor, so the story goes, and said: "Congratulations on your ability to play a character role." To which the actor replied: "I am not playing a character Me. It is a juvenile part. " Said the old doorman: "That's what I mean!" T"\OUGLAS MACLEAN believes in keeping L-'on the good side of Mr. Jupiter Pluvius. benign purveyor of downpours, so when he started filming •That's My Baby" he called upon Father Ricard. the famous weather fore• aster of the Santa Clara University, whose duties will be to collaborate with Director William Beaudinc. Whenever the lather sees rain in the offing, he will advise Beaudine. who will arrange the "shooting schedule" so the company will work in the studio on the stormy days. Doug savs his plans are not going to le "all wet. " r^OMMODORE T. STUART BLACKTON ^-*is apparently 01 . to lag the whip-crackinc honors of Douglas Fairbanks, if the alleged in a suit for $25,000 dama-. Lieut. Gerald de Merveux are true. It seems that de Merveux. who is a world war hero, and who has been teaching the fairest of Hollywood the art of fencing, claims that Blackton. one of the founders of Vitagraph and now associated with Warner.-. flayed him with a horsewhip. Blackton admits the whipping and says it was provoked by an angry attack de Merveux made on Mrs. Blackton. Wonder if the Commodore can flick the asli from the cigarette of a man five yards distant like Doug can? "1X7HY the apple in the center of " your display window?" Bill Powell inquired of his tailor. "Veil, I ask you, Mr. Powell, vhere vould the clothing business be if not for the apple?" •"THE latest in syncopated proposals occurred •* when Bob Leonard, accompanied by a sorrowing saxophone, a wailing violin, a blaring cornet and an agile jazz leader, asked Gertrude Olmstead to become his wife. To his plea the music played "Then I'll Be Happy" and burst into a rollicking "Yes Sir! That's MsBaby " when Gertrude answered in the affirmative. Of course Bob, who is a director, didn't need the jazz accompaniment to give him courage, but it happened that Gertrude was going to New York for eight weeks to make a picture and rather than run the risk of losing Gertrude to a New Yorker, Bob made sure by plea and ring that she would 1 ecome Mrs. Robert Leonard upon her return. Which settles definitely the rumors of a reconciliation between Bob anil Mae Murray, who. until last spring, were Mr. and .Mrs. Rol ert Leonard Why Women Like Sophisticated Men I CONTINUED FROM PAGE .;.; husbands. It L the same the world over." From somewhere in the studio there came the sound of an orchestra playing an old French ballad. "There it is." said Mr. Meniou. "the eternal love song, always and everywhere. Net even the most sophisticated admits that love changes. All of us have names for various grades of love — puppy love, calf love, childish love, maternal love. We clutch each love fiercely, thinking there isn't any more. Net there always is. "Now, intense love, love that is so real that is Fairly abject in its force, annoys women. Small attentions tlatter women. Burning fidelity irritates them. A woman is pleased with the kiss of devotion but the kiss that really thrills her is the one that she is quite sure doesn't mean love at all. "The sophisticated man knows that every woman possesses something that is individual and fascinating. It may be her hands: it may 1 e her eves; it may be the way she holds her head. But it makes every woman worth time and attention." "Why, then, if love is fleeting, does the sophisticated man. knowing all he does, end by marrying a half-educated doll?" The Menjou eyes twinkled. "Consider what you've said." he ordered. "The sophisti Hverj advertisement in viiotoh.ay m.'OAZINE is guaranteed