Sylvia Martin

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Modern Jazzer

Very accomplished dancer to modern jazz is SYLVIA MARTIN of North London, and we can't say fairer than that without getting caught up in an extravaganza of completely dizzy jazz.

Sylvia has been around, dancing with a troupe in most of the European capitals. In Rome she met a fanatical Italian count. Well, he called himself a count and Sylvia called him fanatical. He followed her about and she could hardly go anywhere without Fatimo popping up in his dark glasses. He begged for her hand, he was handsome, engaging and rakishly suave.

” Marry me,” he kept saying.

"Look, stop following me about,” said Sylvia, "I'm not suited to be the wife of a count, I want to marry a footballer."

"So? I confess, then,” he said, "I am not a count, I am Guiseppe Fatimo and I play centre-back for the Italian grocers' team. Now will you marry me I”

"I can’t,” said Sylvia,” I’m madly in love with an English goalkeeper. Now will you go or do I have to push you off this sun roof!”

” You must push me off, my beautiful one,” he said.

Well, Sylvia thought that really was the best thing to do, so she did, and Guiseppe Fatimo didn't half feel it. When he woke up he had amnesia. He couldn't remember Sylvia but the nurse was so enchanting that he began to woo her very happily.

It was a nice ending, really, especially as the sun roof was only a few feet above the ground.

Tina Madison

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Decorative

Not every girl is a competent wielder of a distemper brush. TINA MADISON has had absolutely no training at all in house decoration and the odds are that she has only her enthusiasm to see her through.

The application of distemper or emulsion paint to a kitchen ceiling is, however, not a matter of enthusiasm alone. Tina found she was getting as much on herself as the ceiling.

Painters don’t wear those baggy, paint-stained overalls just for the look of them. If you wear a skirt it's liable to pick up all the paint splashes that don't hit the floor.

Minus skirt, how’s this for the look of the lady? Well, says Tina, it’s at least more practical. We can assure Tina it also makes quite a picture!

Jenny Hurst

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Oh, Blow!

Life being full of fantasies, it's not going to sound all that unusual to you to hear that this nice girl, JENNY HURST, has a most uncommon hobby.

Jenny, in fact, likes to do glass-blowing in her spare time.

In her initial enthusiasm and impetuosity, her most overworked expression was, "Oh, blow!" as the expanding section either took a turn for the bizarre or collapsed into a shambles.

But she's a lot better at it now and can blow some lovely glass vases and things. Her real job is as a demonstrator in a London store, she's a honey blonde, has blue eyes, stands 5 feet 5 inches in her stockinged feet and has a figure of 36-24-36.

Vicky Ashley

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Making a Move

It wasn’t our idea to get up and go. We were in one of those groovy night clubs full of sensationally-clad birds accompanied by all that’s brightest in the way of fashionable male escortage.

Fashionable male escortage—as far as London is concerned—is something made up of the grooviest young men circulating the scene. The scene, of course, is any place in town where these breath-taking birds and their laughing boys congregate.

We were right in the throes of an incurable infatuation for a girl called VICKY ASHLEY, who was having a dizzier effect on our eyes than the revolving light. Was she gorgeous or was she not? She was. We asked a waiter to take her our card.

“Hold it, priceless,” he growled, “do I look like a waiter in me Spanish shawl and me string beads? Like me toreador boot in yer eye, would yer?”

We made a jolly little riposte to show him all we wanted was to drink wine with Miss Ashley, at which he called over a couple of laughing boys. We had to make a move. We didn’t realise people could take such quick offence.

As we left. Miss Ashley was looking lovelier than ever, and no wonder—she’s the newest and most photogenic model in town.

Pamela Johnson

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Necessity

If you want to be with it among the modern misses boots are a necessity these days—if you don’t wear a pair you’re a square. Well, we wouldn’t call PAMELA JOHNSON square under any circumstances, not when she has those curvaceous statistics of 35-22-36.

Pamela hails from Rotherham and we must say she looks an absolute peach in her long black boots—but so she does, anyway.

Pamela at the moment works in an office but has hopes and ambitions to become a model. All we can do is advise her to put her best leg forward and step out

Patsy Rowlands

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How We Do It

How do we do what?

How do we find such adorable girls? Fellers keep on asking us that. They suspect we go out with a kind of adorable-girl divining rod, and that if we'd only lend them this rod for a week-end they wouldn't half be grateful.

It's all done by kindness, really. Adorable girls ring us up and make enquiries about modelling and we're so kind to them that they can't resist coming along to sit for us.

Like PATSY ROWLANDS, for instance. Our photographer was ever so nice to her. What a sweetie, thought Patsy. Actually, Patsy is so sweet herself she can't help looking for the best in others. She's another girl who works in an office, but most of her spare time is spent painting, sketching and horse-riding.

She's eighteen, is five feet six and measures 36-23-36.

Annette Ridgeway

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Third Time Lucky

“Take your time,” said the examiner in a hearty, friendly voice, “get yourself comfortable and then start her up.”

And ANNETTE RIDGEWAY LE GREASLEY (pronounced “Graylee” by the way) gave a nervous smile, murmured “Oh dear, well here goes,” and started off on her third driving examination. Poor Annette had failed on the first two occasions and two failures don’t exactly help your confidence at the third attempt.

Praying she’d miss all the lamp-posts and not mount any pavements, she concentrated hard. She was so delighted when the examiner passed her as okay, that on the way back she parked the car and bought herself a new hat. She didn’t need one but it was that kind of occasion. A carnival queen and a great favourite in beauty contests, Annette looked lovely in her new hat. Emerging from the shop she found a traffic warden taking her number.

“Cor,” he said when he saw her.

“Are you giving me a ticket?” asked Annette.

“That was my unshakeable resolve, dear lady,” said the traffic warden, “but I’ve come all over irresolute. All right, nip off while the going’s good. How much did they rush you for the chapeau?”

“I didn’t ask,” said Annette, “they’re sending the bill to my husband.” And when her husband got the bill he sent the hat back and the bill as well. Otherwise we’d have shown you what a lovely hat it really was.

Pauline Hazel

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The Reason Why

It's scintillating modern dollies like PAULINE HAZEL who add up to the reason why life is so fantastically eye-catching for fellers.

Pauline is a secretary who likes to model a little in her spare time, and does she look corking or doesn't she as a pin-up ?

She does.

Pauline is twenty. She's all symmetrical at 36-23-36 and she's got gorgeous legs as well. And she's a high-flier. Literally. She takes flying lessons at week-ends, and is currently the girl we'd most like to be up in the clouds with.

And her ambition is to eventually own and fly her own plane.

Marvellous.

To think that a few years ago you'd give a girl a ball of wool and tell her to knit tea-cosies — if she wanted something to do. It's different today. Try it on with any of them now and next thing you know you're having to fight a duel with her — using knitting needles. After she's poked you six times in the pinny you give in.

It gets nice and friendly then.

It's the reason why the world goes round.

Marie Graham

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Housewife in Two Minds

One of our favourite ideas of what a charming housewife should look like is MARIE GRAHAM.

Lately Marie has been in two minds. About her legs. Which are rather eye-catching. Are they to be sheathed in tights or stockings? Gad, that is a problem. Shall stocking-tops once more prevail or not?

And Marie can't get any real help from asking well-known experts like the milkman. All he says is, "Well, come round to the dairy and me and me mates will have a look."

"Honest, you aren't half cheeky," says Marie.

"Ah, well, it makes me bottle tops go round," he says.

Mitzi McLean

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Merry Mitzi

Very merry maid is MITZI McLEAN, never without a smile—unless she falls off a bus —and never without a laughing quip. As appealing as all Scots girls always are, Mitzi loves every moment of life, and if politicians and anarchists want to run riot, they’re welcome, but they don’t get the kick out of things that Mitzi does.

Mitzi is a much-travelled girl. She used to run a successful hairdressing establishment until she decided to up and see the world.

And Mitzi upped and saw the world just like that. She is brilliantly clever speaks several languages and knows most questions and answers.

For the benefit of international wolves, we’d like to say that Mitzi not only speaks all these languages but can say no in every one. A feature of Mitzi’s pin-up appeal are her long and lovely legs, as you can see for yourselves.

Jackie Taylor

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On The Carpet

Well, in the winter there's nothing like a warm carpet in front of a cosy fireplace.

And there's nothing which looks better on the carpet than a delicious set of lingerie, especially if it's being worn by a girl radiant with cosy glow.

Like Essex girl JACKIE TAYLOR.

Her hobbies are Cornwall, Spain, France, Italy and Germany. She likes travel, you see.

Iris Gettinger

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No Need

When we found IRIS GETTINGER, a lovely young fraulein we met in West Berlin, trying to make herself look more beautiful, we knew this was a perfect case of gilding the lily, for Iris is so naturally photogenic she has absolutely no need to try and improve her looks.

Annette French

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You Must Have Been

Indeed, it’s very obvious that ANNETTE FRENCH must have been a beautiful baby, for just look at her now a pin-up girl with dark-eyed glamour from top to toe perfect to gaze upon and perfect to know.

Annette’s natural love is beautiful clothes, on which she spends most of the money she earns working for a book publisher, and there’s no girl who does more justice to beautiful clothes than Annette.

Annette is nineteen, is engaged to be married some guy is an exceptionally lucky guy and has vitalistics of 35-23-36 going down.

Among all those clothes of hers Annette counts frilly underwear in all its modern allure, and we can assure her that she doesn’t need that mirror to show her how good and gorgeous she looks in it.

Sandie Brown

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The Girl and the Décor

Some people—the aesthetic, art-collecting kind—think the most important thing to have in the home is decor. Once upon a time, certainly, nobody thought a home looked anything if it didn’t have wallpaper full of roses, but that was as far as it went. There might be a stuffed bird or two, a bow-legged table and an aspidistra, but all in all what really counted was the little woman.

In Victorian times she had to be a big woman. Well, they believed in women looking like women. None of your Twiggies. She had to be built, and if she wasn’t she used a bustle to help.

So, what do you look for today—velvet curtains, colourful decor, wall tables? Or a wife like SANDIE BROWN, who’d take your mind off any decor, no matter how way out? Sandie has a bewitching figure 38"-24"-37"—and we can tell you straight, we wouldn’t care if the decor was all old and peeling as long as we had Sandie to look at.

Of course, if you are incurably aesthetic but also incurably human, you’d like the girl and the decor, wouldn’t you?

Fay Stevens

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In The Top Ten

New Favourite FAY STEVENS has already climbed into the top ten most popular pin-up girls featured by us, and we figure from Fay’s curvy cuteness that this was inevitable.

Fay, who decorates a London office five days every week, is bound to stay at the top while that same curvy cuteness is all her own.

Well, there aren’t many discerning guys who prefer bringing their stamp albums up-to-date to looking at pictures of Fay, and any who do rate sticking stamps the preferable pastime have missed out somewhere along the line.