Photoplay (Jan-Jun 1947)

expert sailor yourself. The boat, the Santana, is docked in Balboa. Week ends and any time off find the two of you there in old slacks and sweaters living a seafaring life. You love it as much as your husband does. You’re not a good cook, but when you live on the boat you do all the cooking, cleaning and bunk-making. Your husband says you make the finest hamburgers in the world. Once a week you dine out, usually at LaRue’s. You always sit at the first booth, which is now known as the Bogart booth. Then, no matter how early you have to be up, you stop off for at least one dance at a near-by Strip night club. It’s a ritual with you. When the orchestra leader sees you on the floor, he signals his musicians to go into That Old Black Magic, which has become your song. Your husband has never forgotten an anniversary or birthday, but he hates to admit to sentimentality. He’s given you a handsome collection of chrysoborryl and gold jewelry. When he gives you anything, he tries to fluff it off. Like the time he gave you a beautiful jeweled cigarette case. “I’m tired of seeing tobacco in your bag so I got you this cigarette case,” he said. He also likes to send you red roses. It’s impossible to try to buy presents for him because he hates jewelry on himself and his personal tastes are so plain. Fortunately, his birthday falls on Christmas, which gives you a partial break anyway. You give him gag gifts, like a gold monocle, which he pulls out for laughs, and a gold toothpick, which he flourishes at the end of dinner. You both wear matching gold link wedding rings. You and he have a pair of gold whistles, apropos of To Have and Have Not. You wear yours on a slave bracelet, he wears his on his watch chain. When you’re in one part of the house you blow on your whistle. Your husband answers back on his. You bought Hedy Lamarr’s house, a white farmhouse on top of a hill. The dining room is Pennsylvania Dutch. Your bedroom has some feminine touches, suggestions, surprisingly enough, from your tough-guy husband. Right off the bedroom is a room called the “mad room.” It’s your husband’s special room to retire to when he wants to be by himself. When you moved in, you discovered there was a chicken house on the grounds. You filled it with sixteen chickens, two roosters and eight ducks and now consider yourselves farmers. You eat the eggs, but would starve to death rather than eat one of your own chickens. Your linens are monogrammed “B and B.” The design is interwined and is very effective. It seems to go together. And so do the two people the initials stand for. • Remember. MOTION PICTURE publishes more stories THE LOVELIEST YOU EVER HAD AT AHY PRICE! ’^Aluminum Qu FOR EASIER HOME USE Takes only 2 to 3 hours, at home! The soft, lovely permanent that he finds enchanting ... is yours so easily with Chic. Chic Aluminum Curlers are so easy to wind and lock . . . never break off or become soggy . . . can be used over and over. And what a beautiful permanent you’ll have. Rich, abundant curls . . . the kind men love . . . and deep, lustrous waves that look so gloriously natural. You’ll say it’s the finest permanent you’ve ever had. He'll say you’ve never looked so lovely. chk HOME permanent! creme cold wave Complete with 60 hew < Aluminum Curlers ^ | plus “ tOA I 79< ! plus tax I Chic reflil kit everything except curlers TRIAl KIT Now Y~u can fr; 'fl J THE LINHALL COMPANY, DEPT. F-3 500 Robert Street, Saint Paul, Minnesota Please send me ; (HOW Trial Kit” contain ing 12 Aluminum Curlers and everything I need to try CHIC permanent on-my end curls. I enclose 25c for each kit to handle postage and mailing. Nantie__ Address. City State.