One of the swingiest young ladies to be seen around London is SYLVIA MARTIN, which is why London is becoming the swingiest town in the world - the whole place is alive with the zip and zing of girls like Sylvia, whose ambition is the theatre and whose bounce is fascinating.
Call in during the morning at Wendy Reynolds' house for a cup of coffee, and you'll most likely find she's too busy to stop and chat. Wendy works at home, so first thing in the morning it's away with the breakfast things and in with the typewriter. Pretty soon the kitchen table looks more like a desk.
She writes short stories - love stories, mostly. We asked where she got her inspiration from, and if she needed any help in getting ideas for her stories. She seemed to think, though, that we were getting ideas. Could we help it, we protested, with her looking so glamorous?
To show she wasn't really offended she took some time off writing and posed for our photographer. Writing romances all started, she told us, when she had a boyfriend editing a love story magazine. The love letters she wrote him were so romantic he fired all the other writers and used her ideas instead. It didn't last long, though. Pretty soon she was so busy writing stories for herself she hardly had time for boyfriends, let alone writing letters to them.
"Nothing like putting your feet up after a hard day's typing," she says. We took one look and couldn't help agreeing with her.
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Getting down to it in the kitchen any moment now is popular pin-up Sandra McPherson of Ayrshire. Not every cook looks like Sandra. With most of them it’s either a large white hat or a flowery apron. With Sandra it’s a question of not letting any utilitarian kitchen garb take precedence over a pin-up outfit.
Turning out a souffle needs concentration, but Sandra in getting down to it still manages to look like the girl we’d most like to decorate our own Kitchen with.
How’s that? It looks good. But what does it taste like? Traditionally, the proof is in the eating thereof.
It turned out so tasty that Sandra finished it up. That means she’s high up on the ladder of culinary success, and so she is—literally.
We were having a lovely chat with that corking Scottish fashion model HELEN MILLIGAN. It was before cricket and baseball had started and girls were still wearing something warm. We said what a famous looking sweater she had on.
“I knitted it myself,” said Helen.
“No, did you really?”
“Don’t I look as if I can knit?” she said.
“You look spectacular and any implication we made to the contrary was all to do with wonderment at your all-round capabilities.”
“I don’t like the way you said that,” said Helen, “it makes me sound like a computer.”
We were equal to that. We said, “Any computer which looks as corking as you do in a hand-knitted sweater deserves to get nominated for a technological Oscar.”
“That might mean something,” said Helen, “only I bet you say it to all the girls.”
“Only to those who knit their own sweaters and look as—”
“Don’t keep on,” said Helen, “just go and find the boat and row me back to a pot of tea and a plate of hot scones.”
Birmingham is not without its own imperishably noticeable dollies, one of whom is ANGELA JONES, a model.
Angela was full of wistful thinking when we photographed her.
She'd auditioned for a commercial in the West Indies. It was something to do with frozen vegetables having tropical allure at Sunday lunchtimes in Basingstoke.
Angela was waiting to hear whether she'd made it.
We hope so.
She'll look very tropical amid all the frozen veg on a hot beach.
In fact, the look this year to catch the eye that belongs to favourite pin-up JANETTE GOODMAN, with just that extra air of glamour we all find so irresistible.
It was our lucky day when we discovered that acme of secretarial elegance, PATRICIA GARLAND of Kent. Or did Pat discover us? She came into our office to ask us if we thought she would make a passable pin-up model. Passable was putting it mildly. Pat's a perfect pin-up pet—she has a happy smile and long, long legs. We don’t ask for a better pin-up picture than Pat makes, and if we had to switch secretaries at all we’d indent for a switch just like Pat.
In black lingerie, which she models with natural elegance —to say nothing of an air of bewitching femininity—Pat only needs a white stole to produce a finishing touch effective enough to catch any eye that might otherwise wander.
And if you aren't sure what this beguiling look adds to the picture, have the answer on us—for we aren't sure, either. Except we feel kinda sent.
Pat is one of our most attractive 1961 discoveries, and we hope to present her in various pin-up moods in coming months.
Model with a yen for the glamour of the catwalk is MARIANNE HARKE, waiting for a phone call from her agent and getting it and having an extended chat about all things bright and beautiful, which include an appointment with fashion, a day at the races, a champagne lunch and Marianne herself.
Of course.
When a couple of gay girls set out for a ramble in the country, and when those gay girls negotiate the old brick wall on their way, you can’t help thinking of the days when you were young too and sweet Rosie Bessing-woodhampton skipped o’er the dales with just the same charm as now skip ANNETTE FRENCH and JANE RENNIE.
Brick walls and wooden fences have a way of catching at the frills, so there’s no answer to that except to pin those frills back for with frills pinned back a girl is leg-free and all set to jump a five-barred fence (if she’s dumb enough to try!) In case you don’t know, it’s Annette on the left—the one just getting ready to take off for an un-boosted orbit—and Jane on the right. Jane’s the one ready to help the landing be less of a bump than it might.
It was only a short time ago that fascinating CARMEN DENE decided to give up office work and try her luck in show biz. Now she’s really with it, a gorgeous, glamorous starlet and model for whom the most susceptible of us will willingly stand on our heads.
Carmen has loads of talent and a big-eyed, bubbly look, and she can run the gamut of expressionism from whizzbang vitality to “My hat, whose topper am I sitting on ?”
The bright lights of TV and film lots await the arrival of Carmen in a part that sizzles, and it won’t be long before this gay, infectious glamour girl hits it high and handsome.
"Where did you get that hat?"
"It was Boat Race night in Piccadilly," said KIM SCOTT, " and it fell off a dressed-up Cambridge man. How do I look in it?"
"You look like a fair cop, you delicious girl."
"It's only an imitation one," said Kim and did a little giggle. "I don't really think I'd make a good policeman, I just couldn't stand being an arm of the law and telling people to move on.
"All right, we'll stay to tea, and won't move until you insist."
But Kim had a date with someone tall, dark and dishy, because lovely girls like her always do have such dates. She's an air stewardess and the girl we'd most like to get lost in the clouds with.
She lives in Middlesex, not far from London Airport. The fellers say that wherever Kim lives it's spring all the year round.
Oh, yes and ah, well. It's JUDIE JAYSON looking, as usual, like the epitome of graceful curves, and if you know a more representative epitome we dare you to send it by the G.P.O. in a brown-paper parcel. Judie herself would make a wonderful parcel, just about 37-23-36 give or take a couple of sixteenths.
