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<f Has the marriage license become to the stars a mere 90-day guarantee of affection?
•J Where all men arc Adonises and all women sir e nic beauties, is it any wonder that they are ravished with eachother'scbarms?
•B "As with our amazing orange groves, it is beautiful to see a tree bearing both fruit and flower at the self-same time — the flower preparing for the next season's crop while the fruit consummates that of the previous season!"
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By Alma Whitaker
Illustration by Sutton Wood
^ F COURSE, it is entirely proper that Mr. Will Hays and the producers' association should strive to convince us that ninety-nine per cent of the film folk are steeped in domesticated proprieties and have no eyes for other than their own fond spouses ; that they are, in fact, just like the rest of us: tenderly content with such measure of romance as it has pleased a wise Providence to concede us, and blissfully loving the silken shackles of perpetual double harness— one life, one love through all eternity.
But after all, it is the ardent, tempestuous, temperamental, passionately romantic one per cent that keeps the public in a pleasant state of shocked vicarious palpitation. It is a pretty slow week for the news-reading public that doesn't see at least one bright particular star in the legal
throes of love agony, writhing in the sweet tortures of officially burying one grande passion while actually in the birth pangs of a new. It would affront our nicer traditions of propriety not to register at least a soupcon of shocked concern or contribute at least a caustically cynical reflection of disapproval— but actually, deep in our warm, indecent hearts, our sympathy is theirs!
VaRIETY is the spice of life, anyway. Besides, how absurd to expect these ardent romanticists to stay put. Where all are so utterly fascinating, so unutterably replete in all the charms, where the men are all Adonises and the women all sirenic beauties, I ask you is it any wonder that they are ravished with each others' charms, that each
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