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NAME
STREET
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STAR CANDIDS
1. Lana Turner
2. Betty Grable
3. Ava Gardner
4. Clark Gable
5. Alan Ladd
6. Tyrone Power
7. Gregory Peck
8. Rita Hayworth
9. Esther Williams
1 1 . Elizabeth Taylor 1 4. Cornel Wilde 1 5. Frank Sinatra 1 7. Van Johnson 1 8. Rory Calhoun 1 9. Peter Lawford
20. Howard Duff
2 1 . Bob Mitchum
22. Burt Lancaster
23. Bing Crosby
24. Shirley Temple
26. June Haver
27. June Allyson
29. Ronald Reagan
30. Dana Andrews
31. Glenn Ford
45. Bob Ryan
46. Kathryn Grayson 48. Gene Kelly
50. Diana Lynn
51 . Doris Day
52. Montgomery Clift
53. Richard Widmark
54. Mona Freeman
55. Wanda Hendrix
56. Perry Como
57. Bill Holden
59. John Garfield
60. Bill Williams
61. Barbara Hale
63. Barbara Lawrence
64. Lon McCallister
65. Jane Powell
66. Gordon MacRae
67. Ann Blyth
68. Jeanne Crain
69. Jane Russell
70. John Agar
71 . John Lund
73. Bob Stack
74. John Wayne
75. Yvonne de Carlo
76. Richard Conte
78. Audie Murphy
79. Dan Dailey
82. Larry Parks
83. Macdonald Carey
84. Janet Leigh
85. Wendell Corey
86. Farley Granger
87. Louis Jourdan
88. Tony Martin
90. Cary Grant
91 . John Derek
92. Guy Madison
93. Ricardo Montalb an
94. Mario Lanza
95. Joan Evans
97. Kirk Douglas
98. Gail Russell
1 01 . Keefe Brasselle 1 02. Dick Contino 1 03. Scott Brady 1 04. Bill Lawrence 1 05. Vic Damone 1 06. Shelley Winters 1 07. Richard Todd 1 08. Vera-Ellen 1 09. Dean Martin 1 1 0. Jerry Lewis 111. Howard Keel
I 1 2. Susan Hayward
I I 3. Barbara Stanwyck 1 1 4. Hedy Lamarr
1 1 5. Betty Hutton 1 1 6. Coleen Gray 1 1 7. Terry Moore 1 1 8. Ruth Roman 1 1 9. Patricia Neal 1 20. Arlene Dahl 121. Tony Curtis 1 27. Piper Laurie 128. Debbie Reynolds 1 29. Penny Edwards 1 30. Carleton Carpenter 131. Jerome Courtland 1 32. Polly Bergen 133. Marshall Thompson 1 34. Gene Nelson 135. Jeff Chandler 1 36. Rock Hudson 1 37. Stewart Granger 138. John Barrymore, Jr 1 39. Debra Paget
140. Dale Robertson
141. Marilyn Monroe
142. Leslie Caron 1 43. Pier Angeli
1 44. Mitzi Gaynor 1 45. Marlon Brando
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25. Dale Evans
33. Gene Autry
34. Roy Rogers
35. Sunset Carson
36. Monte Hale
37. Hopalong Cassidy
38. Bill Elliott
39. Johnny Mack Browr,
40. Al ‘‘Lash” LaRue
41. Jimmy Wakely
Honeymoon House
( Continued, jrom page 49) of the house to return and mix a relaxing before-dinner cocktail.
It’s in this room that Liz and Mike spend most of their time. “It’s not a fancy, formal drawing room,” Liz said, “it’s our morning room, entertaining room and plain old at-home room. We have our books here,” pointing up to the ceilinghigh shelves on either side of the fireplace, “our records, our painting. .
Mike’s return was marked by a slam of the front door. He bounded up the stairs two at a time. “Hello, darling,” he yelled, smudges of film make-up on his neck, indicating the speed with which he had dressed and rushed home.
“You’re early, dear.” Liz jumped up, trying to pout and smile at the same time. “I haven’t gotten dressed. . .” and she rushed for the bedroom.
She would let no pictures be taken there. “Everything’s such a mess.” she said. “We have only the one big closet.”
Frica, the six-weeks-old puppy, had set up residence on an island of newspapers and cushions smack in the middle of the floor. Liz said, “After we read ab?ut her — homeless and all — in the paper, Mike must have made twenty phone calls, trying to track her down. Then he disappeared for
“The difference between kissing your girl friend and your sister is about twenty-nine seconds.”
. . . Peter Lawford
hours, coming back with her in his pocket.
I don’t know how my poodle at home is going to like Frica, but when Mike and I go to Hollywood I couldn’t bear to leave , her behind.”
Mike called from the living room. “Hey, hurry up. This isn’t a fancy dress ball.” Hurriedly, Liz finished dressing, to appear finally in a gray and white pepper-andsalt tweed dress over four crinoline petticoats. A bright red leather belt accentuated her tiny waist. She had changed into highheeled shoes but she wore no stockings. “Can’t get out of that California habit,” she grinned.
On the first floor of the Wildings’ duplex apartment there’s an office — a small welllit room holding a desk, telephone and a few chairs. Here, Mike’s secretary answers his fan mail, sends out his pictures and does all his “Girl Friday” chores. Liz, showing the room, wandered over to the typewriter. “Mike’s teaching me to type,” she confided, “so I can answer all the congratulatory letters myself.”
The kitchen was warm and alive with the mouth-watering aromas of dinner in preparation. By American standards, it’s old-fashioned, but the average London housewife would be thrilled with the large refrigerator, the efficient gas stove and the selection of shiny pots and pans.
“Michael adores custard,” said his bride.
“Would Madam care to stir the custard?” asked the cook, proffering the saucepan. She tied a blue and white apron around her mistress’s waist and Liz tried to look professional as she tasted and stirred.
In the dining room, Liz surveyed the dinner table, lit the candles and moved the silver candlesticks further from the centerpiece of spring flowers.
The glow of candlelight was in her eyes Or was it the candlelight, after all? For as she said goodbye, she whispered, “Wouldn’t it be wonderful if Frica had a little baby to play with?”
The End
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