The seven deadly sins of Hollywood (1957)

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HOLLYWOOD IS WHERE YOU FIND IT Her present husband, Fernando Lamas, is higher up in the intellectual scale. He is a poet as well as an actor, and understands what metaphysics means. "We keep pads of paper handy," she said, "so that when any ideas about philosophy or religion come to us we can just jot them down." I enquired whether any ideas that she wanted to jot down urgently had come to her at the British Museum. She said they would keep. "Intelligence is so important in a man," said Miss Dahl. "A handsome face helps, but what I go for are qualities of the mind." Miss Dahl admired the head of Antonia, mother of the Emperor Claudius, "noted for beauty and goodness", but decided she could do with a face-lift after all these years. Miss Dahl knows all about such things. She writes a syndicated beauty column (three times a week) in which she passes on to her readers the beauty secrets of the stars. I wondered if it wasn't sometimes hazardous for one beauty to interview another beauty on the subject of how to be beautiful. That sort of situation might produce a great deal of cattiness, I thought. "Only," said Miss Dahl, "if someone tells me, 'But, my dear, I have no beauty secrets. I don't do anything to be beautiful, except be myself.'" Girls who say this, Miss Dahl has found, have usually had their faces lifted a couple of times, their noses remoulded ; and they have body massages twice a day, false eyelashes and false busts, and a dermatologist working on their skins. Although I do not write a beauty column, I asked Miss Dahl to tell me her own beauty secrets. Here they are: Getting eight and a half hours' sleep every night; being able to relax any time; not smoking or drinking to excess; rinsing her hair in champagne. 63