The Washington times., 1937-01-07
Myrr1a 10y Sweet; Reticent
In Her OH-the-Screen Life
Declines to Advise Her
Public on How to
Keep Lovely
BY LYDIA CALVERT
Special to The Washington Times

HOLLYWOOD, Jan. MEM
bers of Loy'S, Ltd, would count it
a dreadful omission, indeed, if the
Hollywood visitor given the chance
to see her, didn't report on 1t in
detail.
For those men whose wives
haven't had moments peace
since the 10y cons ciouSness
dawned and for those women who
resort to everything but plastic
surgery to be like her, will give
the sum total Of my interview
with Myrna 10y.
Frankly, it was terrible and it's
only my boundless generosity to
clamoring hordes of 10y fans
that tempts me to write it up.
It was in three parts. Each en-
counter was to say the least
ragged but put into one piece a
semblance of wholeneSs may pos
sibly be achieved. But I'm warn
ing you.
Beautiful Back
The first day was when I was
ushered onto the set Of after
the Thin Man" In a corner OF
one of the elaborately furnished
rooms there WIS a beautiful back.
It was bare to the waist and from
there blue chiffon clung as far as
the knees and then let go IN a
cloud Of ethereal pleatS.
The back was smooth as a
baby's cheek and divided down the
center with one of those lovely
one-stroke lines that an artist
does with such a flourish. 1t was
pale gold in color.
Above it was the back Of head
with deep auburn curlS piled in
perfect rows like a picture in
hairdresser'S window. That was
the first encounter.
The second was more fruitful
because the back turned and on
the front was Myrna 10y! 1t was
the next day and the studio had
told me if I was lucky I might
get a few words with her. Just
before I was introduced a man
whispered in my ear excitedly:
"DOn't question her too much.
She has a headache tOday!"
LOVELY SMILE
The smile that she gave me was
lovely and warm and the hand
shake matched. Quickly I jotted
down all the mental notes that
time would allow.
She is beautiful and only one
thing is there that isn't in the
movies-she has two sets Of eye
brows-her own pale ones and the
black lines that she draws over
them. There is not another thing
visible about her to give the
adverse critic q chance.
The sweet small smile, the
mysterious light in her eyes, the
retrousse nose that nature mod
eled so expertly compose the
American ideal Of perfection
which she symbolizes. Her figure
is perfect but a bit heavier
through the hips than you'd
imagine.
YEARLY and sweetly she answers
my questions.
GLOW do you keep that 'dewy
charm?' What do you owe it
to-"
"To a good publicity depart
ment."
ASKS ADVICE
"But can't you give me a
recipe-SOme advice for my read
ers-for keeping themselves look
ing IOvely?"
"Well, what do you mean?'
she says.
Glow do you keep yourself
looking so pretty? Couldn't you
give them some adviCe?"
"I think they do very well,
anyway" she says. II couldn't
tell them anything"
This was the end Of the second
encounter.
They had forgotten to take a
picture so the third day I found
myself again face to face with
Miss 10y. She must have thought
I was ganging-up on her. but she
was sweet, still silent, still smiling.
She reclined on chaise Tongue
in her small set-dressing room. A
heavy silk comfort was pulled up
over her feet. She wore a grey
woolen dress piped in brown and
a smart tall hat in brown felt.
She was reading a book which
title I've forgotten, but which
dealt with the modern medical di-
agnosis of death causes of famous
historical characters.
"Tt'S very interesting" she
answered my question, smiling.
The photographer took the pic
tUue and that was the end of the
third encounter. Well, I warned
you.
Reticence has charm, but not
enough to soothe the savage in
terviewer.
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