Radio and television mirror (July-Dec 1948)

\IMlvkUlkW (see answer below) One Permanent Cost $15...the TONI only $2 84 No wonder a million women a month use Toni Home Permanent. For Toni gives you a wave that's guaranteed to look just as lovely and last just as long as a $15 beauty shop wave. But before trying Toni you will want to know — Will TONI work on my hair? Yes, Toni waves any hair that takes a permanent—including gray, dyed, bleached or baby-fine hair. Is it easy to do? No trick at all to giving yourself a Toni . . .'just three simple steps: 1. Roll your hair up on curlers. Dab on Toni Creme Lotion as you go. 2. Tie a turban round your head and do whatever you like for 2 to 3 hours. 3. Saturate each curl with Toni Neutralizer and rinse. Can I give my little girl a TONI, too? Sure, mothers find Toni Creme Waving Lotion is kind and gentle to children's silky-fine hair. (And the child is free to run about and play while her Toni Home Permanent is taking.) Is TONI guaranteed? Yes ! Your Toni wave must flatter you or you get back every cent you paid. Toni can make this guarantee because the Toni Wave is laboratory controlled for uniformity and high quality. Which Twin has the TONI? Lovely Doris and Dorothy DuVall are TWA air hostesses. Doris, the twin at the left, says, "I gave myself a $2 Toni and Dorothy had a $15 beauty shop wave but no one on the plane could tell our permanents apart." got away. " Unfortunately," says uermis. They were driving along when the cat loomed, suddenly, just ahead of the car, and Dennis had to swerve to avoid striking the animal. Peggy gasped, and Dennis thought longingly of his gun collection at home while he reached for his .22 pistol in the glove compartment. But the cat was too fast. With one leap it disappeared into a roadside thicket. "Now," said Dennis, "I'm going to sulk. That was a fast 125 bucks that just escaped me — there's a bounty on those cats. As a married man with responsibilities, I have to think about items like that!" Well, that honeymoon ended, too soon, when Mr. and Mrs. McNulty parked their car in the Dennis Day home garage in Hollywood's Los Feliz section and Dennis, true to tradition, carried his bride over the threshold. To hear him tell it, he did it in a walk — but "He almost dropped me," teased Peggy later. "But, honey, you're a big girl," Dennis alibied, grinning. Actually, Peggy is a slim young creature. And, incidentally, she meets the Day specifications for a wife as Dennis once outlined them in prePeggy days: "... a girl with good health and a zest for life ... a sense of humor . . . interested in music . . . can cook and sew . . . and she must love children. . . ." The Day home, a two-story Mediterranean-style dwelling, has twelve rooms, enough to meet space requirements for the fulfillment of their mutual desire for small McNultys. The newlyweds are settling down there now, looking for household help but with Peggy, meanwhile, doing what Dennis calls a great job of "pushing that vacuum cleaner, cooking those meals, and washing those dishes — she washes and I dry." PEGGY markets in the new blue Olds that was Dennis's wedding gift to her (she gave him a gold watch band) and she talks to decorators about a few changes they'll make in the home. She's arranging display space for her collection of demi-tasse cups, and trying to decide whether to bring her pet cocker, Mickey, to live with Dennis's cocker, Dink Trout. She and Dennis are working out a budget, and planning their New York trip, and how she finds time to write poetry (a secret avocation of hers which Dennis proudly reveals to her dismay) is beyond calculation. And Dennis, when he isn't working at radio or pictures or his new songpublishing business, is laboring on the new barbecue. The bids he received for its construction were steep, and — "I've got two good hands, and friends," he explains. The friends are Pat Sullivan, a fire chief, and John Fitzgerald and John Kowser. And — oh, yes, about those lamb chops that played iceberg. . . . The Days' first meal at home was somewhat less idyllic than their firelit first meal in the desert. It seems that Peggy, newly initiated to the ways of deep-freeze units, forgot to allow those lamb chops time to thaw out before cooking. When Dennis came home to dinner that evening, the chops were still hunks of icy granite. "We had pork and beans," reports Peggy ruefully. "Peggy, you see," beams Dennis approvingly, "is a resourceful, all-around cook. She knows all there is to know about can-ooeners too!"