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HIS year the Cote D’Azur — the beautiful blue coastline of the Mediterranean
looked to me like Malibu or Santa Monica. Not scenically. But when you focused upon those who swam in the sky-blue pools and jpluer sea, sunned themselves, in costumes abbreviated and chic, dined and danced at the gay cafes and stacked their chips on the green baize at the big Casinos, you might have been in California.
For Hollywood, discovering the Riviera, took over the villas and the cabanas, the fastest motor cars and motor boats, the finest swimming, golf and water-skiing instructors and the grandest suites in the grandest hotels.
Every day, so it seemed, another magnificent car would flash along a boulevard and come to a stop before one of the big villas or hotels. Whereupon another familiar face — and figure — would alight. And I, who have lived on my farm behind the one-thousand-year-old town of Auribeau for countless summers, will confess I was overjoyed to have my Hollywood friends about and to observe the enthusiasm with which, for the most part, older settlers received them.
Clark Gable arrived one weekend, driving a new Jaguar, with Dolly (Continued on page 79)
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