Here are two pages extracted from Stocking Parade Volume 1 No 5 (1966) Letters to the Editor. Can you spot Brenda North, Penny Baxter, Rosanne Stuart, and possibly Elizabeth Gallacher in a very familiar garage and kitchen? They were all supposedly sent in as reader pictures.
Readers whose hobby is pin-up albums pasted full of photographs of their favourite models can take their pick of the six girls featured here.
In order they are DAWN GRAYSON, DIANE CLARK, ANN GRAINGER, NICOLA TAYLOR, ROSANNE STUART and JACKIE TAYLOR.
This becomes a very odd picture when you spot the naked dolly balanced on the pram.
Scanned from an original print
Finalist in and winner of umpteen beauty competitions is ROSANNE STUART, new discovery in our field of photogenic Scots and right at the top in vivacity and vitality. Rosanne is noted for her smile, her charm and, of course, her lovely legs. These are the first photographs we've commissioned of her, but we hope to bring you more of this lovely lady, so don't go away.
Span No 127 - March 1965
Well, it had to come, even to a girl as trendy as ROSANNE STUART, the adored pin-up of many a British Army unit.
Rosanne was all for the mini, naturally. The mini, naturally, was all for the best when it came to proving that the gracefully sleek look of Rosanne's legs was all her own. It's not a fundamental immodesty for a girl to be proud of her legs. It's good for her.
And it's lovely for us.
Then along came the midi. Rosanne gave a stifled cry of horror, but what can a girl do in the face of cruel fashion? She could only buy one and try one. "Great disasters," said her bus conductor the day after, "where have your legs gone?"
Ah, where indeed? No, they're still there, as you can see. These pics are just for the record in case they do disappear completely.
Spick No 210 - May 1971
The old maxim that an apple a day keeps the doctor away is based on common sense and has no connection with those stories that old wives tell each other.
But what happens if you want to keep fit, healthy and vital and you don't like apples?
Quite simple. If you're already fit, healthy and vital you take regular rambles out-of-doors. You combine the intake of fresh air with the pursuit of exercise, disdaining the temptation to walk around obstacles and leaping light-footedly over them instead. Rather in the way that ROSANNE STUART does—and who do you know who looks fitter, healthier and more vital than Miss Stuart?
Rosanne, secretary to a Scottish industrial tycoon, also looks so lovely amid all that outdoor boscage that we asked her not so much what made her fit as what made her so beautiful.
“I keep on eating apples," said Rosanne.
Or was she pushed?
Well, according to our currently top-pop pinup. ROSANNE STUART, she just fell in. It didn’t matter all that much because she was going to have a bath, anyway, and she had to get wet sooner or later.
She was just sitting on the edge of the bath and looking rather fetching in that position when before you could say "I wouldn’t sit so near the water if I were you, suppose you fell in with all your clothes on?” She fell in.
There was no panic, however.
It's always the way, it’s lovely once you’re in. You look lovely too.
We’ll pop out into the garden and put the line-up.
Frustrated geography, what you miss being on the wrong side of the border.
All that lovely Scottish heather and all those bonny birds are not the daily delight of those whose eyes are bounded by Portobello Road. As you dally on the kerbside looking for a bargain in old Victoriana, how you must wish you were in a Scottish garden with ROSANNE STUART.
If you don’t wish that, then old Victoriana has got a neurotic hold on you and you'll only cure yourself by butting sandbags. Wait until it leaves off and then give yourself another twenty-four hours to clear your head of ringing noises.
You’re cured. You begin to think of a Scottish garden adorned by sweet Rosanne.
Soon you can think of nothing else. You’re all neurotic again.
You return to that heap of sandbags.
Life for people with complexes is all butt.
Soccer fans are in several different categories these days.
There are the berserk.
There are the faithful.
There are the lovely.
One of the lovely ones is ROZ STUART. And her favourite footballers are fans of hers just as much as she's a fan of theirs. The trouble is, as the centre-forward said, how does a feller keep his mind on football when Roz is sitting in a favoured position on the trainer's bench and wearing a sweater as well?
It's a nice problem.
In fact, we’re absolutely positive that ROSANNE STUART is just the girl we’d most like to get lost in the woods with. Well, she used to be a really keen girl guide and knows all the best ways of tracking through the bracken.
No, it’s all right, we don’t want to get out.
We like being lost.
