Julie Collins

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High-Flyer

Air hostess JULIE COLLINS has been as high up in the world as anyone else, excepting only the astronauts, and as far as ambition is concerned the only thing left that excites Julie’s imagination is being an astronaut herself. May we say she’s the girl we’d most like to go into orbit with? Or the girl we’d most like to go giddy with? Same thing.

As an air hostess Julie has been on the Britain - America run and has touched down in every part of the American continent when serving with an American airline. She has finally settled in London, which she prefers to any other - it’s currently the swingiest, it seems - and she wants to get her feet back on the ground for a while. She’s twenty-two and she’s gorgeous.

Span No 132 - August 1965

Sylvia Ternes

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Not Surprising

When a girl has legs as lovely as SYLVIA TERNES it’s not surprising to find that her progress down a Berlin Strasse accompanied by whistles of Teutonic admiration, and if you’ve ever heard the Berliners whistle you’d know it’s something you couldn’t miss, even with a brass band playing. Sylvia, nineteen, is rather sweet, don’t you think?

Span No 123 - November 1964

Shirley Epps

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Coming Out?

SHIRLEY EPPS doesn’t need an awful lot of coaxing to come out, but she does need some tactful type to remind her that skirts, though short this season, are still being worn!

“I know that, stupid,” said Shirley, “and I’m not budging from here until mine turns up.” Shirley was, in fact, only hanging around the back door waiting for the dry cleaners to deliver the skirt.

At her New Year party she fell into the apple bucket.

Then the guy next door (who never misses a thing) popped his eyes over the fence. Shirley saw through that, however, and turned her back on him.

And when she finally get out it in a floral dress the skirt came shrunk.

Anyway, the floral frock was real springlike—and so, in the sunshine, was Shirley, as she gambolled over the grass.

Span Extra - Spring 1959

Dawn Grayson

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Do You Collect Orchids?

If you do, then please keep them in a perfect condition until you have a hundred exotic blooms. Then present them to your wife’s mother. This will convince both your wife and her mother that you have gone off your nut, and they will humour you and coddle you for the rest of your days.

If however, you don’t collect orchids and don’t know the joys of having such fragrant beauty for your very own, console yourself by cutting out these pictures of DAWN GRAYSON and pasting them in your album. Your friends will all be delighted to let you show them your album from then on.

Dawn is a Luton girl who loves gardening and landscape-painting.

Spick No 132 - August 1965

Olga Renown

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Old Fashioned ?

Daughter of a British naval officer, OLGA RENOWN is nineteen and has a flat in London.

She used to follow the fleet in the company of her mother, but there comes a time when a girl has to be independent. So Olga settled in London, got herself a job as a secretary and goes to work carrying a colourful umbrella. She finds it useful for hailing taxis.

Olga calls herself old-fashioned.

Old fashioned ?

Well, yes, she says. She likes bouffant petticoats, with yards of lace showing beneath swirly, flaring skirts. Says it's old-fashioned but ever so eye-catching to men.

Darling, you're dead right.

Marion Kyle

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Dimples

Lovely Scottish lass with the cute dimples and the curvaceous outlook is MARION KYLE of Ayrshire. North of the Border it seems a fact that all the girls are not only curvaceous but traditionally bonny.

Marion is gay, bright and vivacious. She works in an office and this is her first appearance as a pin-up girl. Looking as cute as she does we hope that first is not also the last.

We couldn’t, in fact, pass those dimples by without wanting to see them again.

Tessa King

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Cover Girl

We found dark-eyed TESSA KING down on the farm. Hubby's farm, where she helps to keep the furrows straight and the animals well-fed.

You think life on a farm can only build muscle and bone? Can only give a girl a weathered look? Then you haven't met Tessa.

Tessa stays as glamorous as she was when she was a bachelor girl, and there are no muscular bulges to the calves of her shapely legs. If, as a cynic, you want visible proof of this, here it is. How cute can a farmer’s wife get?

Janette Goodman

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You, Too ?

Yes, indeed, It’s JANETTE GOODMAN, too, who has fallen for the current old-fashioned look, which only goes to show that fashion is something a bright girl can’t afford not to be seen in.

This seems to indicate that yesterday’s long look can be today’s top look, but there you are—what’s new is new even if it’s old.

Janette should know. As a fashion model she has to be up with the leaders, never mind what they’re wearing in a Persian market.

This “how-do-I-look” smile from Janette is kind of rhetorical—for she’s sure she looks good. Let’s face it, she’s in the fashion.

Elizabeth Gammage

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Glamorous Mum

Glamorous indeed is Bristol housewife ELIZABETH GAMMAGE. Elizabeth is happily married and the mother of two beautiful children. And curvaceously photogenic.

Elizabeth's statistics are 38"- 24"- 35". Are there any other mums who photograph so glamorously ?

Angela Frances

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Coming Ma’am

Holding down her current job as a cute maid is ANGELA FRANCES. She’s only just about holding it down because ma'am is a highly demanding mistress with her finger perpetually on the buzzer. Poor Angela gets into a regular tizzy, and the house is always echoing to her plaintive calls of “Coming, ma'am—coming!"

On this occasion the buzzer buzzed peremptorily for more tea. Well, there was no trouble in pouring it out. That’s a fairly simple operation for the dumbest maid, and our Angela may be cute but certainly not dumb.

Anyone rushing to serve ma’am with tea is liable to slip up with the tray. Even Angela. But not everyone takes a dive as attractively as she does.

Well, with the tea all over the floor, what can a girl do now except wait for ma’am to fire her? “I think,” said Angela, “that I’ll go back to being a secretary.”

Zoe West

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April Shower

"Excuse me, dearest," called the unwanted male voice through the frontdoor letter-box, "but I've come about your electric iron."

"I'm sure it must be very pressing," called back ZOE WEST, London secretary with green eyes and a way of slaying men from the Electricity Board, "but you'll have to call back later. I'm just about to take a shower."

"Well, if you won't be embarrassed, I won’t either," called the voice a little hoarsely. "I like a shower myself. I usually take mine in April, but if there's room in there I'll take it earlier this year."

What a pusher, thought Zoe. It was no use arguing with that kind of nutcracker, so she went into the hall, aimed the nozzle of the washing-up detergent container through the letter-box and squirted him a faceful. He staggered back, lurched into the street and the heavy rain turned him into a foaming miracle.