Screenland (May-Oct 1937)

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Columns and columns have been written about Claudette's exquisite mode of living, about her perfumes, her lingerie, her house and her boudoir. Yet Claudette has a pet, personal economy. It is fingernails. Claudette buys one of those inexpensive kits of manicure equipment at the drug store and does her own nails. "I don't know exactly why," she will tell you. "It must date back to something which I cannot recall — but I can't bear to spend money on manicures." And Constance Bennett treasures old powder puffs. She has them washed and washed until they disappear. Then, when she simply must buy new ones, or do without any, she has the new ones washed before she uses them, "so they will seem old !" And this is the gal of whom it was once reported that she spent $125,000 a year on clothes ! Josephine Hutchinson and Marjorie Gateson exchange gloating notes over the money they save on beauty shop bills. Both of these girls cut, wash, and wave their own hair, and attend to their own nails and whatever attention they think their faces require. Oh, they assure you, they save dollars and dollars every month. And if Glenda Farrell comes to your house, please don't be surprised if she suddenly drops on her knees and comes up triumphantly with a pin in her hand. Just a common, garden variety of pin. "I like to sew," she explains. "And anyone who sews will tell you that she never, never has quite enough pins for the fitting process !" It would take a psycho-analyst to tell you why these people have these peculiar fetishes for saving pennies. Karen Morley isn't poor and she isn't stingy. But she will drive blocks and blocks, waste gasoline and time and temper, to keep from leaving her car in a pay parking station. She can't tell you why. It is some peculiar quirk of nerves or forgotten, past experience. I have seen Evelyn Venable, in her own living-room, rise and almost furtively turn out electric lights in some far corner where they were not really necessary to anyone. "I don't know why I do it, exactly," she will admit, blushing a little. "I simply cannot bear for that lovely light to be wasted. It isn't money. I can't save more than a few cents by being so careful. I do it in hotel rooms where it isn't costing me anything. It must be that light seems to me so precious a thing that it must not be wasted !" I doubt whether Pat O'Brien's feelings about his hats are so poetic, or Connie Bennett's feelings about her powder puffs. But, whatever their feelings are, they are strong. She Was "Discovered" Twice Continued from page 23 Then they tried me for a part in Shirley Temple's picture 'Dimples,' I didn't get the part— nor another one they tested me for. "I went to all the other studios in Hollywood, asking if they wanted a dramatic actress. Of course they didn't. By this time I thoroughly hated the place, but I didn't want to leave it beaten that way. Then I applied for and got the leading part in a stage production at a small Hollywood playhouse. Then and there I felt that I'd be very happy if I never heard of picture contracts again." And who, we'd like to know, wouldn't feel the same way about it. But, only a few months later Doris Nolan was hearing about picture contracts. She was to be selected as a "new face" for a second time, and right in New York — the Ambassador Theatre to be exact, in a stage success called "The Night of January 16th." You see, "The Night of January 16th" was an Al Woods production, and Al Woods had seen Doris Nolan playing at the little theatre in Hollywood. One of the keenest of the theatre's producers for seeking and developing new talent, Al Woods went backstage to see this young leading lady. He told her to come to New York and see him — nothing about railroad fare, mind you — and you shouldn't mind, for Mr. Al Woods is never rash about matters like that. Doris didn't mind. Her home was in New York, and she had the carfare. So she and her sister Gladys, her secretary and her companion when she's in Hollywood now, as then, headed East — and shed no tears as they saw the hills of fabled Hollywood fade into the distance behind them. Back on Broadway, Al Woods was as good as his word, and soon Doris Nolan was rehearsing the highly dramatic leading feminine role in his new melodrama. Came opening night, came success, and later came all the picture scouts for Doris Nolan. The first company on the line was Universal, whose Dan Kelley, casting director, was in New York on a play and talent searching junket. And he it was who persuaded Doris to sign on the dotted line for a return trip to movieland. How's that for the perfect materialization of those countless wishes that surely must have been flung to the skies by the uncounted number of girls who were taken to Hollywood, cast loose again, and left only to pray for a sweet revenge which would find another company bringing the discouraged outcast back to the land of promise. But you'll detect no suggestion of exulting revenge in Doris Nolan when she talks of her experiences. What's over, is over with so far as this girl is concerned — the present, the future they are her world. You can tell it by the sheer vitality, the eager interest, the very happy habit of seeing the fun in everything, so apparent in her. Hollywood is making a star of her, but not a clothes horse. Not off-screen at any rate. This day she was very simply, unglamorously garbed in black ; black suit, black hat set far back on her head, and forming a very simple but effectively contrasting frame for light brown hair, hazel eyes, and features drawn to a pattern indicative of character rather than prettiness. She seems taller than her five feet and five inches ; and in manner, as well as bearing, she is utterly natural, unaffected, buoyant, and strikingly attractive. Up to now she has played in three pictures. The first, "The Man I Marry," was no great shakes either as a picture or a vehicle for Doris Nolan. Nevertheless 90 SCREENLAND