Silver Screen (Jun-Oct 1940)

82 Silver Screen for September HOW DO YOU RATE AS A lis*; female menace! ... an exciting threat to the most determined bachelor . . . and bad news to every other girl at the party. Do you qualify? Don't bother to search your wishful soul for the answer — here's a little chart that Tells All! CHECK UP ON YOUR APPEAL! (Mark "yes" or "no" to these 8 questions — then leorn your score from the answers on the opposite page.) YES NO 1 Do busy young men hold open the doors in public buildings for you? . ^ 2 When you buy a new hat, does the ^C^l salesgirl assure you that it looks Wttf /vJ% "youthful"? A/ f j J 1 QJ/r ) 3 Do you ever have to be introduced I to the same man twice? 4 Do your "blind dates" say you're a knockout at the beginning of the date, but forget your name before the evening's out? 5 Are you versatile? Can you play a hard game of tennis with Tom in the afternoon and be Dick's glamorous dancing partner in the evening? 6 Does forgetting your powder compact on an important date throw you into a panic? 7 Do you ever go to bed with stale make-up on? ©0 Do men ever tell you that you remind them of their favorite flower? ¥1 SEE OPPOSITE PAGE FOR /^^/ jMR W ■ NEWS 19 4 0 years pass, he continues marrying new and beautiful girls. Perhaps, you've been tied down with several children. Perhaps, you're getting older and are not so attractive. You see your husband bringing girls home ten years younger than you are — girls vivacious and pretty. What would you do? Would you try to make him get rid of his wives — or fight to keep him to yourself?" "I would naturally want to tear their hair — and his, too, at first," philosophized Linda, who admits her lovely, large dark brown eyes match a bit of jealousy that could easily flame if provoked. "But I'd be a good actress. I'd be acting a part all of the time. I'd change with his moods. When I saw his interest lagging and his eyes turning in another direction, I'd assume a new role. I'd be like the other wife and keep him interested in just me. "Too," she added, "I'd ignore the fact that there were other wives. I'd just pretend they didn't exist and live in a world that concerned only my husband and myself. It's up to a woman's ingenuity, it seems to me, if she remains the most important factor in her husband's life." Over box lunches under the big trees, a short distance from where the grasshopper sequence was being filmed, Linda confided: "Annabella certainly knows how to share her husband with all of Tyrone's fans — and still have his complete adoration and attention. "Before I came to Hollywood, I had the walls of my bedroom covered with his pictures. He was my favorite actor. Just imagine breaking into pictures and playing with him the first thing on~the screen! Sometimes, I want to pinch myself and see if I'm not Cinderella. "I told Annabella that I'd had a regular school girl crush on Tyrone! She laughed and said she hoped all of the girls had. She's terribly proud of Tyrone's screen importance. You see how clever she is. She doesn't try to monopolize him, even though she's married to him. Tyrone, knowing this, is more than attentive to her." Linda doesn't seem like an actress to talk to or to be with. Rather she's like the movie fan she claims to be, who has found herself in pictures earning the unbelievable sum of five hundred dollars a week and seeing her name on the theatre marquees-vall in the short space of less than two years. "That girl just bends over backwards to please everyone and be accommodating," a studio set worker told us. "The company here on location doesn't work on Sundays. We only have a couple of stand-by cars here. Instead of Linda ordering one of the cars for her personal use all day Sunday, which she is entitled to, she made out a schedule and divided the day so that everyone could enjoy a ride. She only took an hour for herself. Few stars are like that. She doesn't expect a lot of attention, but waits on herself and seems to really appreciate anything anyone does for her." There was a Saturday night dance during our stay. Linda had been invited, but she'd elected to sit on the porch in slacks and a sweater and sing and tell stories with the members of the company and eat candy bars. Linda doesn't smoke