Screenland Plus TV-Land (Nov 1952 - Oct 1953)

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TERRY'S TECHNIQUE FOR DATING [CONTINUED FROM PACE 35] should he obediently change to suit a woman's plans for him? I want a date to have the courage to become the best he can be, strictly as himself. If we don't have enough in common, that's no fault on either side. We should go on and meet someone else, because no one was born with the privilege of sidetracking us from our own instincts. "A date deserves to be treated as someone who's marvelous, because he certainly can be to someone. Belittling him is awful! It betrays the narrowness that hides beneath a shallow criticism. I don't," Terry stressed, "see how you can pay too much attention to a date when you're with him. It's the courtesy he rates. Flirting with another fellow, or leaving the table to talk to others unless he suggests it, insults the man who's complimented you by inviting you out. Every man is bound to be different. The problem is simple. How much can I enjoy what he likes, sincerely? That's what I ask myself!" Her remarkable awareness of the variety existing in the opposite sex, and her determination to get a kick out of accepting a man for what he actually is, have made her truly adult at last. She genuinely wants to understand men, as well as herself. In maturing, she's broadened her scope so intelligently she's never bored. Today Terry is a licensed pilot. If she has spare hours she can get a guaranteed thrill by going out and flying a plane herself. This hobby began when she and a girl friend used to hang around the airport eagerly to watch her friend's father take off in his plane. He was so tickled by Terry's genuine enthusiasm for the sky that he taught her to solo. Now she can borrow a two-passenger Cessna or a four-passenger Beach Bonanza whenever she's in a hurry to get anywhere out of town. Ordinary traffic jams are skipped as she blissfully hurls through the clouds, untroubled by oldfashioned fears of the stratosphere. "I love outdoor men," Terry went on specifically. "An athlete develops championship form by learning the easier way to score in sports. Why not apply that trait, of cultivating the least effort to win smoothly, in life? It'd cut out a lot of unnecessary confusion!" While she was interested in a tennis professional it was only natural to acquire her semi-tournament style with a racket. She rides with rare grace since a superb horseman inspired her to keep up with his pace. She'll bowl, or play ping-pong, with dash, thanks to some dears who linger in her memory. This Summer she'll rush onto the beach for volleyball and to swim, and next Winter she'll ski in Sun Valley again, because of the gusto she appreciated in other vigorous lads. Don't assume she can't comprehend good books, because she can. Don't assume she can't revel in the glamour of a dining and dancing whirl, even if she's 60 such a sight in the sunlight. When a young English actor visited Hollywood a couple of months ago, he deftly maneuvered an introduction to Terry and did his utmost to sweep her off her feet in his fashion. The sun didn't send him, but sophistication did. Fortunately, she was between pictures, so for ten afternoons and evenings she was a social butterfly at a series of parties. He still doesn't know her outdoor self, since she soon recognized they couldn't have that brand of fun because of his nature. Her ear for a hot band, her rhythm in the samba, and her ready wit totalled two hundred per cent to him. Appropriately, she dazzled him in a succession of five stunning new cocktail dresses and three fabulous formals. The columnists, of course, announced that the two were in love. But the week after he had to return to London, she was up at Pebble Beach to cheer on the golf professional she liked most in the major tournament there. On their hilarious drive back down the coast, they stopped to take practice drives and putts at every golf course they could spot. He's never seen her in anything but sweaters and skirts. She knows night life would be dull for him. Her wardrobe has been deliberately built on the sure-fire theory that you can't miss with excellent taste. Whatever the occasion the date provides, Terry's in a spotless, suitable ensemble. To her a man never is simply an excuse for flaunting her latest purchase. She could shop ecstatically in the important dress houses in Paris, and is delirious over the fashion accessories at any chic shop, but she'll never disturb a date with flair that's too fantastic, either. "As soon as he wants you to dress more conservatively, you know he cares," she declared to me. Publicity geniuses who've attempted to proclaim that Terry wears nothing beneath what you can see, have been balked. "I treasure beautiful lingerie," she informed them. Her grand mother told her, she explained, that, a girl ought to pick the prettiest underthings, for you never can tell when you might be hit by a car! "The quickest way to get a marriage proposal is to say you don't want to marry anyone," she said, swerving to what a date deserves when he becomes serious. "I have absolutely no intention of getting married again soon, so I say so truthfully." When she was twenty Terry burned her fingers on love at first sight. One month and nine days after her first date with Glenn Davis, the flashing football hero that season, they had a family wedding and she counted on it being for forever. She had no inkling Glenn expected her to quit the movies. Residing in Lubbock, Texas, for his oil business, after being born in Los Angeles and always adoring acting, was not her destiny. They had to acknowledge their courtship had revealed but half of their hopes, and when what had been unexpressed clashed, a divorce was the solution. Terry's willingness to let a date be himself doesn't imply she thinks he should be indiscriminately yessed. Once he grows earnest she never lies about her own preferences. "It takes time and different circumstances to get thoroughly acquainted, and a date deserves plenty of both." That's why she'll have a much longer engagement in the future. "When I was in high school a boy asked me for a year to go steady with him. Then when I said yes we broke up in two weeks. When you're a teen-ager you can be heartbroken because your steady may suddenly see another girl and walk out on you. What's hard to believe is that there are so many years ahead. It's a pity to cheat yourself of what you can do, by settling down too soon. A mutually rewarding marriage is the most wonderful thing in the world, but it won't happen until the timing is correct." Today Terry knows she still isn't ready tc settle down, even if she once guessed she was. She's had a normal home life, in spite of making her movie debut at ten, at the same studio where she's returned in triumph now. A neighbor then sent Terry's photograph to a casting mag When Terry Moore goes to a fashion show with Designer Michael Woulfe, she's smooth and sophisticated. On the right is her mother, Mrs. Louella Koford.