Screenland Plus TV-Land (Jul 1955-May 1957)

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DORIS DAY continued A top singing star, Doris is now achieving "The first one was a full-length pastel mink coat and it was just delivered casually at the door one day, like a package from the drugstore, with a card from Marty. I died! "The next one was a black diamond stole . . . gorgeous! Delivered the same way. You know — no fanfare. It's such fun, having surprises sneak up on you that way! " J^ND then — and then — Marty brought home a sapphire stole, just like that, and said, 'Can you use this, honey? I think it's time you had some nice furs. Next time we'll get a white one.' "And while I was squealing and hugging the sapphire thing . . . you know how I always squeal when I'm excited ... I suddenly said, 'Marty Melcher! All these furs! I'll be afraid to wear them because I know they must be "hot." ' I'm not in pictures for nothing. I know some underworld slang. But Marty laughed at the gag and now we always refer to them as my 'hot furs'." Your reporter reports that a slight grogginess overtook her just about here. "No surprises," the girl had said, distinctly. And she had "almost forgotten" a trio of gorgeous fur wraps! My little refrain of, "I just wanted to ask you — " was growing rather faint. It seemed to matter less and less. "Picnics," Doris was saying, firmly, to my considerable astonishment — I couldn't imagine how that subject could have crept in. "Picnics," she repeated, "are very important to this family. But we've had to make some' changes. Remember how we used to go up to Griffith Park and organize baseball games and things. Well, the autograph people finally found out and — I love to sign autographs. You know that. But when you're on your own, personal, family picnic — Ooops! Excuse me just a moment— MAR-TY! Hi, Honey! I'm in here — on the phone — " Back to me again. "Marty just came in . . . I'll be with you in a minute!" There were sounds of exuberant greetings and much chatter and little screams and Doris's voice, informing Marty, "I'm on the phone and we're talking about picnics — such fun ! After that we're going to talk about parties — you know, the ones we HER ROLE in "Love Me Or Leave Me" gave Doris the opportunity to combine singing and dancing with emoting and proved her versatility. 50