The Birmingham age-herald., 1924-07-12
IS NOT
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Theatrical Mans Idea Is
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'sThink you are beautiful and you will be beautiful" Don't you believe that. I saw fifteen hundred self-con- fessed beauties the other day, and I'm convinced that mirrors are playing a mighty crooked game with some young women," writes Anna Barker, in the New York Herald Tribune.
 A certain theatrical producer, think ing aloud in the help wanted section, expressed wish to see one hundred beautiful girls between IS and 21 years old was carried through the stage entrance with the tide of the first thousand.
 You didn't have to know how to sing you didn't have to know how to dance. If you were merely beautiful you had an appointment at the Knickerbocker theatre with the producer himself, none less. He was putting on one of those light" shows and He seemed to have the notion that beauty was not ac7 quired art like singing and dancing.
 A Common Interest
 It was good natured crowd, per fumed, marcelled and very confidential. finally got wedged into place of con cealment in a thicket of beauty and began to look about.
 The girls were making friends right and left If you think proud beauties were raising contemptuous eyebrows at one another you mistake the philan- thropic mood of this gathering. But am forced to admit that wholesome damage was being wrought with faint praise.
 "Say, don't you think that girl over there in the gray hat is awfullSS prettyY
 'The one in the plaid coat, you mean? Yeah, she's got good looking eyes, but don't like her mouthG very sweetiy came the answer.
 :. eaOh, look at the girl in black She's a queen" This from another quarter.
 "Her face is all right. But she's too
 One Out Of Twenty Everybody was appraising eVeryDody else, and if an odd thousand wondered what I was doing there, knowing what I was thinking, can't say that they owe me an apology. To render feline justice I must admit that some of them were a joy to the eye-about one ot every twenty, should say.
 Every now and then rumor was circulated that the door was about to be opened. This was a signal for a for ward lunge and a frantic milling, with a most extravagant disregard for the private ownership of feet-you walked on any that happened along, whether they were mates or not. In the impartial illumination of 41 o'clock, daylight saving time, l soon made the important discovery that 1T bv any chance you are over 16 you are never more than 2l. .,. .., Some eyebrows were "tweezed" until there were only enough left to serve as a monument to the missing. Other fair ones wishing to assume eyebrows, hay ing them not, pointed them on with mcneil. Mascara flowed freely on bead cd lashes. Some wore rosy cheeks and some did not. But everybody wore lips.
 A Mass Advance
 [ Eventually the door did open. The attack was in mass formation. hlght, left and center drove straight for that narrow doorway, with the result that our entrance was not exactly decorous'
 The stage was packed, the wings were full, beauties and near-beautles were cIambering over queer canvas covered stiles and steps and things and sliding down into the footlights while the dis tracted producer and his harassed as- sistants implored the babbling assem- blaze to be quiet.
 Finally the producer arranged for the girls to pass by him in a line so he could see them as they filed out the door, Some tossed their heads as If fo snare this Paris with a curl. Others passed by with superb air of indif- ference which gave way to look of incredulity when they found themselves actuaIly outside the door without being hailed as a 'find." Often they paused in the door to see if he had been too spellbound by their charms to tell them to leave their names. Outside they looked at one another with sort of be- wildered possibly y-have-seen- me" expression.
 Naturally Attractive
 Sometimes twenty, thirty, even fifty would pass without a sign, then from the line he would pick a beauty-nOt nretty in an obvious, sophisticated fash ion. but lovely in her own natural, un- studied way. To the left of the stage group of confident mammas stood holding hats and wraps for fair daughters.
 ''Niy little girl, my poor little girl v mourned one of these loving parents.
 Nv modest ambition to see one hum dred girls who would acknowledge that they thought they were beautiful was satisfied more than ten times over; But tha pfoducer,' poor man, did not have his wish fulfilled. He found only sixty five who were beautiful, according to gs l..