Jenny Spencer

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The Day The Tree Fell Down

It was an ash tree.

It had been standing there for hundreds of years, greenly complacent in the summer, brownly monarchial in the winter., it hadn’t seen anything or experienced anything to upset it in any way.

And then along came lovely, luscious JENNY SPENCER.

The ash tree was shaken right down to its roots.

It quivered. It swayed.

It fell down.

Not surprising, really, Jenny is a young dress designer who has such an impact on people that all kinds of fellers fall flat on their face as soon as they see her.

What do they fall for? Honey-blonde hair, hazel eyes, lovely legs and a figure of 37-21-35.

Spick & Span Extra No 33 - Winter 1969

Judie Jayson

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Our Judie

Brunette pin-up JUDIE JAYSON has done so much modelling for us that we’ve almost acquired proprietary rights in her services as a glamour model. That suits us fine, for there’s no one who brightens up the place more than our Judie.

Bikini-style poses bring out the best in Judie, particularly those curves

It’s the look of things which count so much these days. Shoppers, for instance, will nearly always buy the product which comes in the gayest packet. Impresarios will nearly always choose the girl who’s got that extra gay something in appearance, and that's where Judie scores over rivals who forget to take the curlers out of their hair. Everything about our Judie is always trim and just right. Which makes Judie just right herself.

Spick Extra - Spring 1961

Susan McKay

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Caught Out

It wasn’t like being caught in the pantry with the jam cover off. It was just being caught by the camera when she was out. Hairdresser SUSAN McKAY is so often out it was inevitable.

Susan thinks it's a pity she can’t sometimes be alone when she’s out, but it would be a crying shame to us if there were no opportunities at all for pushing our camera at her through the hedges.

Swelp the barmaid’s bustle, as they say, what kind of great outdoors would it be if you could only photograph corn, gates, bullrushes and cowslips' How about it if you couldn’t once focus on a pretty hairdresser? You might just as well climb a high house and fall off the roof.

“Yes,” said Susan, “why don’t you?”

Spick & Span Extra No 5 - Winter 1962

Amanda Jansen

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Tricky

Girl who likes walking in the country is AMANDA JANSEN, but it's a bit tricky when there are trees in the way. You really need ski pants and hob-nailed boots when there’s climbing to be done. A mini-dress is built for swinging but not for tree-climbing. Amanda, an ash blonde, also collects posters. She likes them with toreadors and bulls on them. She lives in London.

Span No 180 - August 1969

Vanna Kerista

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They're Short In Italy Too

In case any of you weren't sure about it and never get the chance to go there because of the restricted travel allowance, they wear their skirts and dresses eye-catchingly short in Italy, too.

For proof here’s Italian TV star VANNA KERISTA snapped on a bench outside the studio. She's just having a quick cig between cues.

Vanna is a dark-eyed Italian charmer. Ask your girl friends if they like the buckles on her shoes. Anyone who hasn’t seen the buckles couldn't have been looking.

Beautiful Britons No 163 - June 169

Serena Draper

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Sunshine Girl

As any resident of the United Kingdom can tell you, our summer varies.

Sometimes it lasts from March 21st to March 28th, and sometimes it arrives on August 5th and lasts until August 7th. In between anything from snow on high ground in June or floods over low ground in July can happen.

At first—that is, when you’re about nine years old—it’s exciting. Later on it's not so exciting. It’s always popular, of course, with the manufacturers of umbrellas, mackintoshes and fur boots, but they’re just in it for the money.

Up to the time of going to press with this issue we’d had a whole week of summer this year. It happened during the second week in June and out came the sunshine girls, including SERENA DRAPAR of Brighton.

It was a little breezy on the beach but it was lovely and sunny too, and you couldn't have wished for anything more delightful to adorn the scene than Serena.

Unless you were fanatical about zebras. Zebra-lovers are an odd lot. They go out and lasso them, take them home and keep them in the garden and spend ecstatic hours looking at them.

Imagine them preferring looking at zebras to looking at Serena.

No wonder the psychiatrists don’t know which way to turn.

Serena works in an office and emerges sunnily at the end of each day, and that happens even when it's pelting hailstones. A zebra would just look mournful.

Span No 180 - August 1969

Jacqueline Blair

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Wherever You Are

You may be in Tahiti, you may be in Sing-Sing—no matter, men. Relax. Ease your mind of any question as to who the nicest hockey captain in her school was. It was JACQUELINE BLAIR herself. She’s twenty now and still an open-air girl.

Beautiful Britons No 105 - July 1964

Betty McBride

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The Reason Why

Scots girl BETTY McBRIDE could only give one reason why she sported the now-fashionable old-fashioned longs—they keep her warm, she says, when the weather is either windy or cold or both. All we can say to that is well, well.

In America it’s the fashion to wear this type of garment for Twisting, but in the snowy wastes of Greenland the Eskimos wear them for the same reason as Betty!

Betty is no Eskimo. She’s a bonny Ayrshire lassie who can’t help looking cute whatever the weather or the apparel.

Span No 95 - July 1962

Penny Baxter

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It’s Fun Finding Florence

Florence, jewel of Italy, means art In all its essence to artists and students. Although PENNY BAXTER of British-Swedish parentage is undyingly devoted to London she couldn't turn down the chance of going to Florence for a year. If she looks a little wistful here it was because she hated to leave her cosy London bed-sit, but don’t take it to heart, Ernest, for Penny knows it’s going to be fun finding Florence.

Penny is just twenty-one, has been an art student since her teens and harbours not so much a burning desire to paint like Rembrandt or Sutherland but to try her genius at interior decorating.

She knows, of course, where you can really make the money. And as she loves fast cars, she thinks a successful interior decorator has more chance of acquiring an E type than a painter has.

Anyway, she’ll find out in Florence whether she has the spark that will make her oblivious of things like money and cars, or whether she is indeed destined to make a career amid odd wallpapers and droll curtains and jazzy knick-knacks.

She thought it quite mad but quite fascinating that anyone should consider her to be a pin-up type. She thought pin-up types were those who looked as if they were about to topple slowly over.

Beautiful Britons No 118 - September 1965

Maggie McCully

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The Tops

Right at the top of the pin-up poll is MAGGIE McCULLY favourite of thousands.

There are other girls who “send” us and other girls who engender the old “double-take" when we pass them in the street, but Maggie is way up on the list of those who make us really whistle.

Before you articulately express your own variations of a whistle, kindly count to ninety-nine. It prevents you falling apart.

Spick & Span Extra No 5 - Winter 1962

Kim West

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Which Way Is West?

Well, the way KIM WEST is pointing is towards a place in the top ten glamour models of London. Other girls can be Twiggy models, Kim wants to be a scintillating glamour girl, and the way she’s started is with vitalistics of 36 "-23 "-36". There’s a long way to get to anywhere. Kim has chosen the round way.

Spick No 172 - March 1968

Alice Richmond

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Candy Stripes

If there’s a sweeter look than a candy look, it’s a candy stripes look, and if you want to eat ALICE RICHMOND we don’t blame you, because this lovely Scots lass is real sweet. Only don’t spoil it by asking if you can have ice cream as well.

Span No 123 - November 1964

Shirley Skates

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What's In A Name

That question has been asked before, but not, as far as we know, of Texas girl SHIRLEY SKATES, born of Irish-lndian stock.

How the name became Skates we don’t know. We don’t really care. Does anyone? It’s shapes not skates that move mountains.

Look at Helen of Troy. Launched all those ships without one bottle of champagne. Shirley isn’t interested in launching ships but she's pretty keen about launching Miss Skates. Shirley has appeared in cabaret at Las Vegas and hopes to develop from there, though figuratively speaking she’s pretty well developed already.

After all, inches of 37"-22"-37" can’t be completely ignored, can they? Shirley had these photographs taken at home, and you can see one of her hobbies is music. Her ideal man is Frank Sinatra. Next to Frankie she likes progressive jazz, sports clothes (what, all those enveloping woolies and ski pants?) and Chinese food.

Spick Extra - Spring 1961

Vincene Cradduck

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Speaking Of The Mini

Where were we?

Well, when VINCENE CRADDUCK came into the country pub we were at the bar, knocking back a pint of old ale and speaking of the mini to a couple of high-hatted knowalls who’d seen them all.

But they hadn’t seen Vincene in her mini.

We had.

There she was in front of our camera, and we still can’t remember whether her mini quite began or whether it was ever finished.

But since Vincene has the loveliest legs, you can imagine, we felt that if Vincene wasn’t bothered, then we weren’t either.

Vincene likes a glass of old ale herself in a country pub and we had a very enchanting conversation, leaving the two knowalls out of it.

Beautiful Britons No 163 - June 1969

Angie Holt

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High Stepper

When you're nineteen and life isn't weighing you heavily down with all the responsibilities you accrue as you get older, you feel like stepping out to enjoy the wonders of the world.

You've a long way to go before you get to the age where you're all creaky and feeble and need to ask kind policemen to see you across the road. You're full of health and energy and can't understand what hypochondriacs make so much fuss about.

Absolutely whizzo with health and energy is ANGIE HOLT, high - stepping her way through the park, much to the amazement and delight of ninety-year-old gentlemen sitting in fragile pre-occupation on the park benches.

'Well, heck," says one old gent, "girls weren't like that when I was a

boy.”

‘No reason why we can't make up for it now," says a second old gent. ‘‘Where are you creaking off to?" asks the first ancient.

"I'm going to ask her for a dance,” says the second.

Spick No 172 - March 1968