Susan Ashford

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Focus On A Friller

It's not all minimum brevity with some girls. All right, so most of them don't wear even half as much as their mothers did and still do, but there are some who still like lots of frills.

One gorgeous friller is SUSAN ASHFORD, Scots girl from Ayrshire.

Since there are always readers asking whatever happened to lingerie and the half-baked idiots who made it obsolete, we feel from time to time that we should illustrate the fact that it's not universally obsolete.

The dodo may be dead beyond all recall, but not frillies.

Well, enjoy yourselves, those of you who suffer from nostalgia, and have some hot toast for tea while you're about it.

Spick No 231 - February 1973

Susan Ashford

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Pressing Biz

No, it isn’t Monday night—it’s Friday and SUSAN ASHFORD has a date she simply must press on with.
Susan wasn’t quite sure on her last date if he appreciated her comments on his striped tie. She certainly didn’t appreciate what he said about her hair-do. So tonight, Susan is going to iron it out with him. Good luck.

Beautiful Britons - No 105 July 1964

Album Pets

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Leslie Peters, Linda Groom and Susan Ashford

Continuing our catalogue of pin-up pets whom you can paste into your albums, here are three more.

LESLIE PETERS, LINDA GROOM and SUSAN ASHFORD.

Susan Ashford

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Scholastic Scot

There are bonny Scots, beautiful Scots, cute Scots and every kind of Scot. They’ve been making their mark for a few thousand years now. And if Robert the Bruce left us with quite a headache, SUSAN ASHFORD leaves us somewhat dizzy.

Intelligent, learned and photogenic, Susan is just the girl we’d like to stay behind in evening classes with. We know she could put us right on our mathematics. And she’s good at statistics too, as would any girl be who measures 37"-23"-36".

Do have one of our apples, Miss Ashford.

Susan Ashford

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What a Worker

In a Scottish fashion house SUSAN ASHFORD puts in a hard, creative day's work every day, and you can't stop her vibrantly attacking all kinds of other jobs at week-ends, either.

Makes us feel fragile, she does. The energy of the girl. And she's only twenty-one.

She keeps her car in her garage at home, and she doesn't only like to keep the car gleaming with polish, she likes to keep the garage spotless too. It's incredible. All those lovely week-ends just made for fun and Susan happy with a broom.

Wearing just the bare essentials, as it were, she goes into action. If we had a bloke come round to do a spot of polishing or cleaning for us, he'd be wearing egg-stained dungarees and turn the place upside-down in minutes. Not Susan. With smooth, curvy efficiency, and looking like a shipwrecked sailor's dream of home, she cleans up the garage in no time at all. Talk about how to make a humdrum job look like a floor show at Dick's Nitery.

Lovely.