Photoplay (Jul - Dec 1927)

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The former Mrs. Creighton Hale and John Miljan are to trip to the altar some time within the year and take the solemn, solemn vows. Miljan, just to make the matter clear, is one of our best heavy men and if you didn't see him in "The Yankee Clipper" it wasn't our fault. NO, Rosetta Duncan is not going to marry William Beri, technician at the Mack Sennett Studios. She's not going to marry anyone until Vi\ ian marries and then it will be a double wedding. That's that, and don't you dare hang any romances at the Duncans' door. But, I insisted upon murmuring plaintively, how about the perfumes and the flowers that are showered upon Vivian by Nils Aster, her leading man and Sweden's gift to the American cinema? AGAIX we point with pride to Hollywood— the home of the motion picture; the dwelling place of beauty, art and Lew Cody. And now — and now, friends, the first American city to introduce the divided skirt for evening wear. It's safe, sane and sensible. It was Billie Dove, our beautiful Billie, who wore them (plural is right, because they're really pants) to the rose shower that Jack Dempsey gave Estelle Taylor on her birthday. And every girl in the party wanted to borrow7 the pattern. You don't notice them much, really, because they're half hidden beneath the showering tulle of the skirt. They're made of lace and chiffon and are the length of the ordinary petticoat. Right smart, we'd say. OPEAKING of Wedgwood, which ^we were not, but that's all right, here is a story that Vivian Duncan told me. ' A beautiful blonde of Broadway was dining with a big brown derby man from Louisville. He was obviously impressed. "You . . . you remind me of a bit of old lace," he said adoring her ivory and gold coloring. She was wordless while a piece of filet mignon slipped easily between her lips. "No ! You are more like a piece of old Dresden china." He swam in a poesy of feeling. The beautiful blonde looked at him. "A piece of old china, heh? Well, you aren't so blankity-blank goodlooking yourself !" WORK is the best escape from sorrow, even in Hollywood. Mrs. Charles Emmett Mack, widow of the talented young actor, who was killed recently in an automobile accident at Riverside, California, is planning a return to pictures. ry advertisement in PnOTOrLAY MAGAZINE U guaranteed. For three years prior to her marriage Mrs. Mack played screen roles for an Argentine Company under the name of Dolly Lloyd. She also did a few bits for D. \V. Griffith. This time she plans to use her own name, Marianne Lovera. A beautiful girl, of French and English parentage, she deserves the good wishes of every fan. The death of her husband, who was just at the start of a distinguished career, was a great tragedy. THE saddest news of the month, to me, is the parting of that fine film family, the Noah Beerys. Mrs. Beery is living at the Hollywood residence, while Xoah remains on his beloved ranch in a nearby valley. Xo divorce action has been commenced, so perhaps it is just a little matrimonial squall, to pass in fair weather. PERVERSE are the uses of publicity. Stars used to lose jewels and make the first page. Then they lost cars, dogs, husbands or what have you, and reaped a harvest of clippings. But city editors got sore, particularly when they saw the star a few nights later hung with the jewels so recently gone forever and now a star can lose her mind and cruel editors won't give her an inch of space. ALL of which brings us to Olive Borden and her fur coats. She lost them. Rather, they were stolen, some S15.000 worth of them. The story was on the up-and-up. I know, because I had seen the coats, and I saw the weeping Olive and the empty closet where the coats had hung the night Olive and Mother went to the theater and the maid went out and somebody else stole in. But not a newspaper would print the story. Remember when Olive had only one dress? "'"PHERE is," said the actor at -*■ First National, gazing across the room toward a rival player, "a character in 'The King of Kings' that reminds that fellow of himself." ANEW Grauman theater, resplendent, beautiful, ornate; a new Do Mille film, on which no person in all Hollywood has gazed even for a moment; a warm, star-studded blue night; all combined to make the opening of "The King of Kings" the greatest film opening the movie capital has experienced in \ Forty thousand people stood lined oil behind ropes, hundreds of police battling to keep them in line, two thousand motor cars were massed within two blocks; color, beauty, wealth, jewels, everything, everybody. Sartorially, the note was white, white chiffon gowns and white ermine wraps. Leatrice Toy, Dorothy Cummings, Lyaj de Putti, Sally Rand, Patsy Ruth Miller.