Silver Screen (Feb-Oct 1935)

58 Silver Screen for October 1935 Topics for Gossips several weeks every year. I love it. Can I have a pup tent and fish?" It took a double martini before Paramount recovered from the shock. —"4 — AND speaking of Maggie I had the good *1 fortune of sitting next to her ex-husband, Henry Fonda, at a luncheon the other day, and I want to go on record as saying that Maggie certainly was crazy to give him up. I suppose you've seen him in the new Gaynor picture "The Farmer Takes a Wife" by now, and will join me in my ecstasies. He's sort of on the Charlie Farrell type, but even taller, and much more good-looking. He's a quiet sort of a guy, too, with not a single conceit in sight. Henry adores games and peculiar eating places (joints if you like). He showed me the bottle and match game and we played it all through luncheon, with Henry getling so excited that he practically forgot all about "Way Down East." EVERYBODY'S getting name-conscious and if you haven't got your cognomen embroidered or etched on you some place, well, mercy, you simply don't belong. For some time now the girls have been wearing their names, embroidered in their own handwriting, on their pajamas and handkerchiefs, but the height of something or other was reached the other day when Joan Crawford appeared at the studio in sandals on which her shoemaker had perforated "Joan" on the toes! So of course it started a fad. Hurry, Toots, and get perforated. „ „<§>,, . AND, by the way, you legion upon legions of Joan Crawford fans— your favorite Glamour Girl has returned to natural fingernails, for which heaven be praised. "They are more natural and more comfortable," Joan said when asked about them, "And when all is said and done I feel that nothing is more attractive than a soft, buffed finish." You're right, Joanie, absolutely right. MORE of this name-consciousness! It's in the air, and there seems to be nothing we can do about it. All of Bill Powell's friends, and he certainly has them, are bringing him elegant mugs and glasses these days for his new bar— with their names painted on them. So if you ever get invited to Bill's new playroom you can drink out of a Jean Harlow mug, or, would you prefer a Carole Lombard tumbler? . — — „ ONE person who doesn't fall for this name racket is Claudette Colbert. Claudette doesn't like to see her name anywhere except on a theatre marquee. She developed a name complex at a very early age. I believe she was seven, and with linger nail scissors she scratched out her name on her mother's beautiful sewing table. We won't go into what Mrs. Colbert did to her little daughter, but it was topped off with a lecture on "Fools' names like fools' faces always seen in public places." It made a lasting impression. u „ ONE of the most exciting tennis matches I ever watched was the one between Carole Lombard and Bing Crosby, with Carole finally the winner. There's no doubt but what Carole is the Helen Wills of the picture colony. —»<$»—» PRF.D ASTAIRE is really writing that -* book on dancing and don't let anybody tell you it's a fake. Ever since "Top Hat" [Continued from page 19] Acms His honors are heavy, but Fred Allen is going to make a picture to please his radio audience. went into the can Freddy has been hiding away at a country house on Long Island, and writing away night and day on his book. Fred is eager to describe in terms that normal feet can follow the intricacies of his nimble dancing. And that's a job in itself. By the way, Fred will become an uncle soon. His sister, the equally famous Adele Astaire, now Lady Cavendish, is about to present his lordship with an heir. ON Ginger Rogers' birthday Lew Ayres presented her with a diamond bar-pin with a sapphire as big as THAT. It's a beauty. IT'S going to be an Aztec winter I'm afraid. Adrian, Metro's couturier, took his vacation in Mexico this summer, and that means Mexican motifs for the Metro belles this winter. Can't you just see Garbo playing "Camille" (her next I hear) in a hat that's a cross between a tamale and an enchalade! DEAR me, these grown-ups who go in for children's diseases. There ought to be a law. Arline Judge has been quarantined with scarlet fever for the last few weeks and reports from the sick room have it that Arline is glad to get a rest but hates scarlet fever. Via the telephone Arline told us that it was most annoying because her pet gag is no longer any good. Whenever she is at home Arline answers the phone and always says, "Miss Judge is not in" to both friend and foe— but particularly to friends because it makes them so mad. Miss Judge is now definitely in— by request of the Board of Health. ,, — — . WHAT becomes of first wives? I've often wondered. Well, it seems that the first Mrs. Clark Gable, known as Josephine Dillon Gable, has gone to New York to coach Julie Haydon and Lydi Roberti for their new plays, which open on Broadway this fall. When the great playwright, Philip Barry, saw Julie Haydon in "The Scoundrel" he said, "Get her." So Julie will have her big chance on Broadway any minute now. The little Roberti of course has been a New York favorite for several years. She is what is known as a "show-stopper." — •#>' MAUREEN O'SULLIVAN is one of the first to adopt the new artificial flower leis with matching slipper-clips for evening wear. The opening night of Eddie Duchin's orchestra at the Grove, which was a social event that brought out the cinema stars dressed to their eyebrows, Maureen wore a girlishly formal organdy with a lei of white daisies with yellow centers, and with smaller flowers clipped like buckles to her white pumps. HERE'S the inside story on Rochelle Hudson: (We snatched it from Helen Gwynne's famous column). When that young missy returned from her trip to New York her boss, Winnie Sheehan, had her up on the carpet because of cracks she had made to the press while East. Seems Rochelle didn't like a lot of things about her home town, which is also Will Rogers' home town, and small communities in general and all she needed was for someone to ask her and she talked. Well, Sheehan, the big boss, finally got through bawling her out and Miss Hudson got ready to leave. As she was on her way out, she started whistling violently (probably just to show that she wasn't afraid of the big bad wolf).' Sheehan looked up and said: "Have you any other musical accomplishments besides whistling?" "Yes, I have," said Rochelle, quite unexpectedly, and very determinedly. With that she marched herself over to the piano and started to play and sing. The result was that Sheehan was so overcome he had her sing a song in "Curley Top" which was a great hit, and now it is very likely that Rochelle will be cast in several musicals. The moral is: Every bawling out has a silver lining. NO matter what the occasion, a star sapphire is an appropriate gift in Hollvwood, and currently the most popular one. Carole Lombard started the fad. She wears a star sapphire given her by William Powell, and you can get a good look at it because she is going to wear it in her new picture, "Hands Across the Table," which is the saga of a manicurist. YOUNG ladies the world over have attempted to analyze that combination of charm and beauty possessed by Mary Brian, which has made her a center of attraction for the most eligible young men of the film colony. Mary's secret is this: she really isn't the same Mary at all. Dick Powell, Jack Oakie, Buddy Rogers, Joe Morrison and all the rest of the young leading men who cavort around with Alary will tell you with a trace of bewilderment that thev never see the same Mary twice. Mary possesses the very happy faculty of being able to change her personality and appearance with only the least bit of effort. A new headdress, a new dress, a new mood all work a change in her mobile features, which is even more amazing to those who know her well than to others.