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The Beauty
^^ |^ Even on a vacation
^^^BHfcP with Cedric Gibbons,
her husband, Del Rio cannot escape staring throngs ON the picturesque terrace of Fredric March's new home, two hundred people were gathered. The party was a swift success, with high laughter and gay conversation. Suddenly a wave of silence enveloped the scene. Glasses were suspended in mid-air. Sentences were left unfinished. Four
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What chance has a woman to be happy when she has Del Rio's "unhuman" loveliness?
By Julie Lang Hunt
hundred eyes were riveted on the doorway, staring at a slender young woman with the face of a da Vinci madonna and the figure of a marble goddess. For fifteen full seconds the spirited throng was held silent and motionless by the beauty of Dolores Del Rio.
Then the hostess rescued Dolores, the wave of silence receded, and the party went on much as before.
A man standing beside me said, "She is the most beautiful woman I have ever seen, and I have circled the globe three times. But please don't introduce me. I'd make a fool of myself. It would be like meeting an immortal piece of art."
And then a well-known actress in the group spoke up, "She can always ruin my day. Every time I see her it makes me feel that I should spend a year in a beauty shop. It's unfair for any woman to be so beautiful."
My eyes traveled over the throng, searching out Dolores again. It did not take long to find her! In that crowd of more than a hundred lovely women, she was as set apart as a white orchid in a bouquet of garden flowers. She was sitting alone on a bench. When friends came up to her, she exchanged greetings graciously. Introductions she acknowledged with a regal grace worthy of her beauty. But no one stopped to chat. No one sat down beside her on the bench. Perhaps the men passed by because they were fearful of making fools of themselves in the presence of this woman who seemed like "an immortal
Everywhere her perfect beauty awes people into silence. They
stare and keep their distance. Yet Dolores is a friendly person
who wants companionship more than adoration