Fay Stevens

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Sun In Her Eyes

Our cover girl this month is one of your favourite pin-ups from Kent, FAY STEVENS, here caught with the sun in her eyes.

A secretary with a bustling, progressive company in the City of London, Fay is all for progress but not for bustling. She likes to go through each day on a note of quiet confidence, as distinct from the more spectacular secretaries who sweep in and out like vibrant motor-mowers.

Fay's favourite sport is tennis, and though we don't know what her rating is as a singles player we're pretty sure she's in constant demand at mixed doubles. Who cares about winning all that much, anyway?

Beautiful Britons No 120 - November 1965

Mrs Smith

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Mrs Smith

Maria Assin

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Bunny Girl

You don't have to dress up in one of those bunny outfits with a pom-pom tail to be a bunny girl, you only need to be fond of rabbits.

You keep them in a nice dry hutch and feed them lettuce. MARIA ASSIN was out the other day looking for some cute baby bunnies to take home, and as we were out looking for conkers, we bumped heads with her round a tree.

"What I don't understand," said Maria as she posed for us, "is why you a need a camera when you're looking for conkers."

"Well, we snap them first to see if they're photogenic."

"I've never heard of photogenic conkers," said Maria.

"They're the ones that come out well in close-up."

"I hope you know what you're talking about,' said Maria.

Cute girl, Maria. She's a charge clerk, nineteen years old, with statistics of 36"-24"-36".

Beautiful Britons No 166 - September 1969

Heather Chaffey - Update

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Heather Chaffey

Occasionally I get updates from family members on models featured on this site; I recently had an update from Cherie Chaffey, Heather’s daughter.

Heather sadly passed away after a short illness, on the 8th December 2018 with her husband, her photographer, passing away just 3 weeks later.

Cherie is very proud of her mum and delighted that her memory goes on. We certainly agree with that.

Below is a small gallery of some of my favourite pictures and some very apt mumbo jumbo from ToCo for once.

Glamorous Aussie

All I can say, said Bertie Shoemaker as soon as he clapped eyes on the pictures of HEATHER CHAFFEY of Australia, is that if I've got to go twelve thousand miles to see her in person, I'll go even if I have to walk it.

Can't blame the feller. Heather of New South Wales is a living doll, and if there are others like her Down Under we'll go with Bertie and see if we can't actually get there before he does.

Heather is a happy housewife with a lovely home and a sunny garden, and just about our idea of the best reason why we suddenly want to emigrate. We don't want to work in the outback or dig for nickel, however, we just want to take the house next door to Heather's and talk to her over the garden fence and join her for coffee.

Heather must have been a real beaut as a baby, because just look at her now, cobber.

Oh, trying to be all matey and Australian, are we?

You bet we are.

Margaret Stewart

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Old Fashioned Girl

It isn't the way she looks that makes MARGARET STEWART old-fashioned - it's just the fact that like the heroine of that old-fashioned epic “Gentlemen Prefer Blondes” Margaret would like to marry a millionaire. Well, that's as good an ambition as any for a lovely lady who wants to go places.

Margaret is twenty, was, born in Nottingham has dark brown hair and hazel eyes and stands 5' 4" in her nyloned feet.

Her vital statistics are 37"-24"-37".

She has studied nursing and has had training in dramatics, she likes classical music and modern jazz. Any bachelor millionaire wishing to mix his interests with Margaret's?

Spick No 120 - November 1963

Dawn Williams

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Up Came The Dawn

Nothing very much was happening down where the teddy bears occasionally have a picnic, except that the odd squirrel was cracking a nut.

Then up came the Dawn.

It must have been very early.

Well, it wasn't. It was lunchtime. And it happened to be DAWN WILLIAMS who came up. Looking very vital she was too. She's a London secretary and all secretaries are ever so vital. And very necessary.

Where would we be without them? Ah, if ever there was a good question, that's it. We knew a man who had an absolutely indispensable secretary, only she upset him one day by bringing him a broken biscuit with his tea. So, he sacked her. The whole place fell to pieces after she'd gone.

Can't imagine any boss being nutty enough to sack Dawn. Even if she had an off day with her shorthand, no man would want to get rid of a secretary who looks as dishy as Dawn. She's five feet five and measures 36"-23"-36".

And ever so vital.

Smashing, in fact.

Beautiful Britons No 168 - November 1969

Margaret Yeadon

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Haircut, Sir?

If it looks like MARGARET YEADON is fond of the bottle, it's quite misleading. They were studio bottles. Margaret was just posing for the photographer and as he's a bottle man he thought what a background and a foreground, just the flaming ticket, darling.

Margaret is twenty-two, she lives in Leeds, and she has her own men's hairdressing salon. She likes looking after men's styles, and the styles being so way out these days, Margaret can exercise ingenuity, skill and inventiveness. Actually, a haircut isn't on. If you have one you're dead old-fashioned. You have it styled.

And when Margaret isn't styling heads of handsome masculine hair, she's lapping up the excitement at Hot Rod Car meetings.

Span No 212 - April 1972

Marion McGregor

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Oh, On The Bottle, Are We?

Oh, On The Bottle, Are We?

"How dare you?" said MARION McGREGOR.

"We were only coining a phrase to fit the look of things.”

“| only drink fruit juices," said Marion, "they help to keep my measurements static."

"'Whatter?"

"Static, you fool," said Marion, "that means constant."

"What's constant, darling?"

"In my case," said Marion, "constant is 37-23-36. Any other questions?"

"What are you doing tonight, dearest?"

"Washing my hair," said Marion, "and please don't call me dearest at least, not until you've invited me home to meet your mother."

What a cute girl.

She lives in Ayrshire, which is in Scotland, which is full of bonny bunnies, and we've always been pro-Scottish. We like bonny bunnies.

Beautiful Britons No 182 - January 1971