Who wouldn't want Molly McBride sitting on the bonnet of their Morris Minor? This is the back cover picture for Span No 245. Molly was definitely a ToCo 60s model, a picture that ToCo regurgitated in their dying days of the 1970s. It may not be of the best quality, but it is definitely worth showing. I like It.
Span No 245 - January 1975
Oh, before we go, we also found that Surrey girl BRIDGET COLE of Gatwick just didn't know where her mini got to when she alighted from her car.
Scanned from an original print.
To not give all the limelight to Maureen, here's a rather cheeky shot of Angela sprawled out on the bonnet of a rather beaten-up Cortina estate.
Scan from an original 8 x 10 print.
Angela, that's all I know about her. Here are four nice pictures of her messing about in and on a rather beaten-up Ford Cortina estate. More pictures of Angela and her Cortina will be available next month.
One thing we know for sure about this sweet young thing caught fixing her stocking in the car is that she's a beauty consultant in a large store and her name is ADRIENNE HOUSTON. We know, also for sure, that Adrienne is just right to be a beauty consultant for she's quite a looker herself.
Well, negotiating an exit from a car is always a bit tricky, especially with so many handles around to catch your skirts on, but even if Adrienne does make it a leggy exit it's a very eye-catching one.
Adrienne is twenty-two and since she's a girl dedicated to her profession making other girls look as glamorous as herself she has little time for boyfriends. Pity, for she's lovely, leggy and a very delightful person.
Beautiful Britons No 102 - April 1964
Picture contribution courtesy of tocofan. Hopefully, this is a previously unseen picture of Jane Rennie. Taken from a contact sheet, it has been worked on to improve its quality.
Scanned From Negative 1960’s
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Look What We Found!
Now that the response to our search for new COVER GIRLS in BLACK SILK STOCKINGS has provided us with an ample selection to choose from, we have unanimously decided on SHARON WALTON to be our first cover girl uncovered in our search for beauty. Strange as it may seem, Sharon was born and raised just outside the front door of one of the largest movie studios in Hollywood. It appears to us that perhaps the talent scouts in Hollywood have been so busy searching for this type of beauty all over the world that they just haven't had the time to discover Sharon who has been growing up under their noses for the past 19 years. Nevertheless, Sharon hasn't really tried her luck at being discovered since she is biding her time at home with her father and mother. In submitting her photo to BLACK SILK STOCKINGS Sharon wanted to prove to herself that she had what it takes to be a Cover Girl. We would like to hear from our readers as to what they think of our selection in Sharon. Just by chance if any talent scout from Hollywood should see this issue of BLACK SILK STOCKINGS while they're traveling on the high seas aboard a slow boat to China looking for new beauty, please feel free to contact us and we will arrange for their introduction to Sharon, the girl who lives just outside their front office door.
Black Silk Stockings - Volume 1 No 7 (1959)
Talking of eye-catching Scots girls, HAZEL SHAW makes as pretty a picture as you could wish for.
Span No 177 - May 1969
Gad, the confusion.
And any moment there'd be a charabanc chockful of fellers going by, and every feller would have his eye glued not to LYNN REMMER'S chestnut-gold hairdo but to her pre-mini suspenders and her mum's stocking-tops. Well, her mum was the only close friend she knew who still wore stockings, and Lynn had borrowed a pair for her chum SANDY PULLAN too.
But pre-mini items all became confusion when Lynn got her skirt caught in the car door.
"Quick!" she begged Sandy.
"I'm doing my best," said Sandy, who wasn't, in fact. She was pushing instead of pulling, and the door stayed firmly shut on Lynn's skirt. And the postman was passing by.
"Nice," he said, looking at Lynn's stocking tops.
"No, go away, you cheeky thing," blushed Lynn, "and anyway, they're my mum's and she'd set the dog on you if she thought you were looking."
The postman had had some of the dog.
"Help," he said and hurried on his way.
And for the rest of the day, it was all sequestered calm for Lynn and Sandy, and they looked quite, quite charming.
Spick No 253 - December 1974
It wasn't going to cost anything except time, and that was going to be very well spent, so up trotted Fred to WANDA LIDDELL, latest pin-up favourite, and began to chat her up.
"I don't suppose you're all that interested in operations," he said, "but at my time of life-
"You don't look a day over eighty," said Wanda, who was spending the afternoon in Hampstead.
"Here, hold on," said Fred, "I'm not seventy yet, and I didn't have the stitches out till yesterday. It's me appendix, lasted me nearly a lifetime, it did, but it had to come out in the end. Gad, I must say you don't half look a treat, darling-
"Now watch it, audacious," said Wanda.
"Anyway, I don't want to bore you," " said Fred, "but l've got to have my arthritis removed tomorrow, and considering I only had me appendix stitches taken out yesterday-"
"Goodbye, you poor old soul," said Wanda.
"Do you have to go?" said Fred.
"Yes," said Wanda, "you are boring me.”
Well, it was that kind of a day, with the sun shining and all, So MARIE FITZGERALD wasn't letting it go to waste. She jumped into a car and drove into the country, where using walls and fences to perch on she arranged herself sunny side up. Marie is a Bournemouth girl and likes to get herself toasted, and if you prefer fried eggs, you must love food to the point where you're neurotic. Or perhaps some girl in your distant past broke your leg in a game of mixed hockey and you decided fried eggs were safer.
