Screenland (May-Oct 1930)

for September 1930 HIGH SOCIETY IN HOLLYWOOD Continued from page 63 There was a charming Spanish orchestra, which played throughout the evening, in the patio where you danced under the soft lights if you wished; or if you preferred, you lounged on the comfy swings and other outdoor furnishings. The buffet supper was a Spanish feast, very delectable. The very last thing was awarding of the prizes for the best costume. Every one paraded before the committee, made up of Robert Leonard, Herman Mankiewicz and Edwin Knopf. The judges seemed to take their task very seriously, looking each candidate over carefully, making them dance, singly and then in couples, after which, when the rigmarole had been going on a long time, they put their heads together, frowning, shaking their heads, seem.' ing to argue — and then awarded the prize, a bottle of French perfume, to M. C. Levee, who had worn only his evening clothes and a tiny black lace mask over his eyes! "Bebe Daniels has so many friends that she has received one shower — a deluge of showers, I'd say," remarked Patsy. "We're to go to one tonight at Mrs. George Fitzmaurice's. It's to be a general shower — everything, Diana says — you know Mrs. Fitzmaurice was Diana Kane before she was married — from safety pins to tiaras." Diana announced that she was giving Bebe her nightgown and negligee, and if only for that, if nothing else, we wouldn't miss the party for anything. But Mrs. Fitzmaurice is a brilliant hostess, and lives in a perfectly gorgeous house, away on top of a hill in Beverly Hills, so there was every reason in the world for going. She and Bebe have been friends for many years, since they were little girls, in fact. We found just everybody in the film world there, waiting to do honor to Bebe. with Bebe herself looking radiantly pretty in white. Most of the guests were in the huge drawing room of the house, which is Eng' lish, inside and out, with its drawing room giving on a vista of wide oak stairway, red-carpeted, and a great, red-carpeted reception hall. "And I think," whispered Patsy, "that Diana is just as happy here as you would naturally expect her to be! For she has everything — a devoted husband, a lovely baby, and everything from a material standpoint that her heart can desire." Bebe and Diana made a pretty pair, rushing about, making everybody welcome, and at the end of the room, as we turned to greet our friends, we espied a white bell suspended from the ceiling in an alcove, while great banks of flowers were on all sides of the alcove walls. Naturally, Bebe showed us most joyously her wedding gift from Ben — a gorgeous diamond necklace. We caught a glimpse of Colleen Moore, and went over to say hello to her. She recently separated from her husband, John McCormick, you know; but she was looking very pretty, and she said that she was having a perfectly wonderful time. Leatrice Joy, looking very lovely, told us that .she was taking lessons in 'metaphysical singing' — -whatever that means. At any rate, in these days of complexes and in hibitions and psychological what-nots, one isn't surprised to hear that there is such a thing as metaphysical singing. Dolores Del Rio was there, clad in Venetian green and wearing orchids. The dress, we learned, was from Patou's in Paris, and the orchids, we suspected, were from Johnny Farrow. Miss Del Rio buys all her dresses from Paris, and so well does Patou understand her sartorial (how I hate that word, but it is the right one, at that) needs, that she merely orders from him, and the things are shipped to her in California. She was looking exquisitely pretty, and very tanned from the beach. Elsie Janis was lounging picturesquely on a sofa, though you usually find her standing for some reason or other. She said that she had been in the hospital eleven days, having her tonsils out. "Why, I could have had a baby in that time!" she exclaimed comically. Mildred Lloyd was there, dressed in pink, and Mildred can wear pink now-a-days, she has become so slim; and there were Julanne Johnston, Carmelita Geraghty, Mrs. Allan Dwan, Billie Dove, Pauline Garon, Blanche Sweet, Lois Wilson, Mrs. John Boles, Julia Faye, Lilyan Tashman, Alma Tell, Kathryn Perry, Mrs. Abraham Lehr, Mary Ford, Mrs. William K. Howard, Mrs. Griffin, Bebe's grandmother, Marie Mosquini, Mrs. Skeet Gallagher, Mrs. George Archainbaud, Mary Eaton Webb, Mrs. Barney Glazer, Mrs. Henry King, Olive Tell, Mrs. Edward Knopf, Mrs. Harry Tierney. And later, when the men arrived, these included all the famous husbands of the above, among them Harold Lloyd, Jack Ford, W. K. Howard, Henry King, George Archainbaud, Millard Webb, Henry Hobart, Skeet Gallagher, John Boles, and of course the husband of our hostess, George Fitzmaurice, and Ben Lyon. Dolores told us she probably would go to the South Seas after "The Dove," which is to be her next picture. She says she has always wanted to see Tahiti and way stations. Bebe came out bedecked with orchids, and we found that they had adorned the gift box which Julia Faye had brought her. Bebe said she was much too thrifty to allow the orchids to droop on a box. Ben Lyon's mother and two sweet sisters from the South were among the guests, and evidently hugely enjoyed the whole proceedings, even as the guests enjoyed meeting them. The buffet table from which we helped ourselves to delicious food was charmingly and amusingly decorated with a device calculated to express 'Daniel in a Lyon's den,' a figure of Bebe, in bride's outfit, in a candy den, while a lion devoured her! 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