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Our Baby Is Here
( Continued from page 31) Frederick Jr. in their beautiful, almost entirely finished, almost entirely unfurnished home that’s high on the crest of the mountains that separate Hollywood from San Fernando Valley.
They started building their home in February of last year, less than two months after they were married. Paul had owned the land for some time, and the fun of planning their own house was part of the lovely excitement of their honeymoon. Yet like many another house in these United States, it stands, some eighteen months later, like a beautiful movie set, not quite all there. Its architect was Walter Wurdeman, one the men who designed Hollywood’s famed “House of Tomorrow.”
THE Brinkman house, compared to “The House of Tomorrow,” is the House of the Next Century. It has gadgets that do everything but make a suit of clothes.
In the kitchen one button makes the dishes all wash themselves. Another makes the garbage chew itself into eternity. The ice cubes, on command, fly out of the box and into the glasses. The heat comes on or goes off, the cooling air wafts through during the summer, the solid plate glass windows, which run to the floor in all the rooms and act as doors as well as windows, open and close themselves. The indoor barbecue turns its own spit; so does the out-door one.
Don’t ask why two barbecues. So did Mr. Wurdeman— and it got him nowhere except with orders to go ahead with them. So he did. The Brinkmans, it seems, are great steak eaters. Mr. Wurdeman got orders to go ahead with three fireplaces — in what is now a one-story “modern” ranch house with only two master bedrooms— so those are there, in beautiful fieldstone.
The fireplaces, you may be sure, have gas under them — just as the barbecues have — so that there’s no trouble getting them “to start.” The electric gates open themselves, on command, by telephone, just as the electric clock sounds its own alarm and the front door answers its own buzzer. The woodwork — what there is of it and it isn’t much, as the house is mostly of glass and stone — is red oak, left its natural shade and waxed — and the bathroom walls are vitrolite, which means the housekeeping is reduced to a minimum. The garage is a “port” rather than what you and I know as a garage. You drive right into a kind of glorified box, that has an overhang but no doors, so that all opening and closing trouble is eliminated.
Naturally, being a future-looking house, is has its own deep-freeze unit, which eventually will have to do something about the fruit from the forty varieties of fruit trees now planted about the house. (The
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Something new has been added —
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as ELSA MAXWELL finds her after her New York triumph in the poignant “Joan of Lorraine”
See the August Photoplay
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Beautiful! Safe! And so very inexpensive!
Hedy Lamarr
star of
“DISHONORED LADY" a Hunt Stromberg Production
BY MARTI OP HOLLYWOOD
Now sunglasses join your glamour gallery . . .
with a whole galaxy of flattering fashions. Choose several styles and colors, for Hollywood
says a sunglass wardrobe’s the latest thing!
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