In the university city of Bristol, there are many lovely girls. Bristol, in fact, is renowned for its beautiful belles. Among them we found 18-year-old JACKIE MILLER, shorthand-typist with a flair for glamour.
Jackie also has a flair for modelling lingerie and long rows of beads.
With measurements of 35"- 23"-36", Jackie is just right in the modern tradition of slim, trim lovelies, and out walking she looks pretty enough to raise a regular whistle.
Talking of marriage in a rural environment, here's a wife who has always lived in the country. She's JEANETTE BONNER, and living in the country has given her a complexion as creamy as honey.
She lives in a cottage next door to a field, and high rise concrete blocks are just something she hears about but never sees. It’s all lovely, all quiet and peaceful, and is highly recommended to persons who suffer the traumatic vibrations of crowded city life.
Jeanette's favourite ways of getting about are on a bike or on a horse. And she doesn't need tranquilisers.
Man-made nylon is all very well, but there's still something about silk and satin that is consistently alluring.
There's something very slinky about the satin worn by CARLA HOUSEMAN, and there's a man called Parkblow in Pimlico who says she's the girl he'd most like to stand next to in a crowded bus. With or without her satin, he says.
Carla is a Continental courier, with a command of several Continental languages, and a Continental shape that in English means 37-24-37.
That’s cuddly in any lingo.
Deborah, or Debbie, was from Lancashire and always looked delighted to be modelling for us, as she had a great smile and a cheekiness about her that was very alluring.
I think Deborah Stephens and Marjorie Caunce are possibly the same person. Marjorie had a few fleeting appearances around 1955/1956, with pictures said to be taken by her amateur photographer husband. Things then went quiet until 1960, with Marjorie appearing back on the scene as Deborah Stephens. They do look very alike to me; they are both said to come from Lancashire (Preston) and to be married, they also have the same statistics. What do you think?
THERE are no leaves on the trees, the fern, the bracken and the gorse are at their dullest, and the winter touches the landscape with frosty fingers. But brave as a lark and gay as a linnet out comes beautiful MAGGIE McCULLY in colourful dress and white frills, and winter suddenly takes on a touch of summer. The birds sing, the robins scrap and the sun shines. That smile of Maggie's is a magnet.
Maggie is a girl of Surrey, with a five-day working week in London.
Maggie in the picture and is not admiring her pretty legs but is looking for a ladder in her nylons. Twiggy trees are as much of a menace in winter as summer.
Just tor you, readers and fans, we bring Dorset dolly LIZ HARVEY, looking her curviest in skimpy white.
We have sets of 10 Whole Plate Pin-Ups of Liz available, and they're lovely. The price is £3.00 per set or £2.25 in Half Plate size.
When you order quote details of the magazine issue so that we know you want the set to be of Liz as she's featured here.
Eye-catching indeed is blonde JACKIE LYONS
Go North, go West, go anywhere if you must. But you need slog it no further than old Ireland to find girls as lovely as any. Jackie is a beauty contest winner and has recently come to London to work her way into a show biz career.
First essential of any glamorous showgirl is eye-catching curves, and in this respect Jackie is as well-endowed as Marilyn Monroe.
Just another commuter to and from the City of London is PENNY STONE, but that doesn't mean anything unbearable.
We all worry about our girls getting flattened in rush-hour tube trains and staying flattened, but girls are engagingly resilient. They step off at their station, breathe in, breathe out, and there you are, their shapes fill out again.
Don't thank us.
Thank nature for resisting all those pressures.
Beautiful, blue-eyed Maureen from Hertfordshire was said to have won a beauty contest in Walton-On-The-Naze (Essex) in the summer of 1963 and deservedly so. What was she doing there - perhaps just a holiday? We will never know.
Secretary HAZEL WOOD went out one sunny day with a large basket which she intended to fill up with a varied selection of wild flowers. But all she could find was convolvulus.
The flower people had been there before her. With tiny bells tinkling and with love and peace in their hearts they’d picked all the flowers they could find. Wearing the blooms in their hair and between their toes they’d then gone off to a hippies’ convention somewhere anonymous. Hazel was quite cut up about it. A basket full of convolvulus is just not the same thing.
Today, I am launching a new page for Ben’s Books; eBook pages are accessed from links on that page. I do not have full collections of any of the titles, but will make what I do have available on an ongoing basis - please be patient. At the moment only some Strip Lingerie books are available, but more will follow soon.
I have worked hard to catalogue these books as best I can, but most of the models still remain unknown to me. Where I have spotted a familiar face, I have noted it against that book. It would be great as usual to hear from anyone about anything to do with any of the Ben’s Books titles - even down to spotting a face that you may well be able to put a name to; it all adds to the bigger picture. As more and more of us shuffle off, or just become too old to care, that knowledge will be lost forever. Please do get into contact with me if you think you have anything to offer.
The red-faced landowner came storming over the meadow, demanding to know why the unmentionable driver of the unspeakable car couldn't keep his indescribable contraption on the road.
The driver didn't even know he was off the road. He was listening to the instructions of his navigator and following her word for word. He got out and tried to explain. The incensed landowner felled him with a blow. Then out came the navigator, EVE DARNLEY.
The landowner bowed. "My mistake," he said, "come up to the farm and have a cream tea". Eve is a London model. She was only a navigator by accident. But she wore the duckiest gear for the rally.
Student JULIE MITCHELL is going glam. Well, you can't be serious and academic day after day without wanting to leave it all behind at times.
And at these times Julie puts on her dolly gear and her boots and goes out with a photographer friend. It's a happy occasion all round, with Julie looking long-legged and glam, and her friend looking dizzily into the viewfinder.
Well, Julie in a mini makes a dizzy picture for any feller, and you don't have to look into a viewfinder to convince yourself.
Keynote of a successful approach to life if you're a member of the fair sex is pure femininity. JUDIE JAYSON has a charm that is completely feminine, and every picture confirms this. Or aren’t you interested?
You prefer brash sophistication to this soft charm? You probably eat the wrong kind of food. Try a rare steak or two.
In bikini or frills, Judie looks good enough to eat herself. Currently saving her pennies for a trip to North America, Judie is living off milk and fruit for lunch, but we can assure you it's making absolutely no difference at all to the look of this feminine lovely. Judie, in fact, remains constant at 36-23-36.
And what’s more feminine than constancy at those measurements?
It's not all that complicated. It's a simple state of mind. You can't acquire it by spending millions, but it's yours for nothing if you accept that despite everything it's a wonderful world.
Happiness is just that to ESTELLE WARNER, salesgirl and just eighteen. It is a wonderful world, she says. You've only got to read what it was like a hundred years ago to realise if you'd been alive then you could easily have spent your ninth birthday down a coalmine.
People now, she thinks, don't know how lucky they are.
