Carol Montgomery
/Where's My Tea?
"Yes, where's my tea?" said Jim.
There was always a cup of tea for him as soon as he got home in the evenings. There wasn't one on this occasion. There wasn't any wife, either.
CAROL MONTGOMERY, an utterly fetching housewife, had had her first modelling assignment, and got so wrapped up in the glamour of it that she forgot all about hurtling home on her moped to make tea for Jim.
Carol lives in Suffolk, which is full of old-world charm and other lovely housewives just like her.
When she did get back home, she gave Jim two cups. Well, he'd been a sport, he'd peeled the potatoes.
That's how to stay married, that is.
Span No 234 - 1974
Maria Steiwer
/Something For a Rainy Day
Young secretary from Munich is MARIA STEIWER, and she's just treated herself to something for a rainy day.
A lush, smooth, shiny leather coat.
Now you'll all want one. In one like Maria’s, you won't be able to wait for a rainy day. But don't fall over yourselves, girls, queue up nice and orderly. The first one to scratch someone else's eyes out will be drummed off the pavement.
Beautiful Britons No 207 - February 1973
Julia Seymour
/Musical Secretary
Very fond of music is Secretary JULIA SEYMOUR, an absolutely delicious bird who lives near Blackpool.
While others go out at night to try ice cream in the dark or a glide at the Palais, Julia cuddles up in an armchair and reads music and studies sonatas. Still being a devotee of slinky stockings and the necessary suspensory equipment, Julia can relax without worrying about who's looking.
"I'm here," said the cameraman.
"Well, don't look," said Julia, "just take nice shots of me being musical."
"Oh, righty-ho,' said Percival, "and I'd just like to say my wife has got a pair which match yours."
"Mine?" said Julia.
"Your knicks."
"You sneaky dick,' said Julia, "you are looking."
"Only in me view-finder," said Percival.
Spick No 260 - July 1975
Vintage Stockings Archive
/Vintage Stockings Archive
Janus
/Janus - Mixed Selection
Janus - Vol 1 No 9
More familiar faces, but can you name them?
Carol Leslie
/Old-Fashioned Girl
It's not so much the way CAROL LESLIE does her shorthand-typing, it's the way she looks when she's relaxing. Still, the old-fashioned look on some girls can be awfully cute. There was Mary Tomkins in her lace pantaloons and ribboned hair at the fete last month, and when she came down the helter-skelter, she looked delicious. A bit like Scarlet O' Hara.
Carol likes her old-fashioned look.
Well, it's no problem to us.
All girls are different. That's what makes it all so complex. You bow to one girl and kiss her hand and she thinks you're round the twist. But she says, "Oh, how gallant, Major Tuttley." You bow to another one and kiss her hand. She thinks you're round the twist too and says so. She says, "Here, give over or they'll lock me away as well."
It's all a matter of individuals.
Spick No 204 - November 1970
Vicki Munro
/Boots and Saddles
It isn't necessary to bring in the horse, but if you did it wouldn't put VICKI MUNRO in a flap. Vicki is not only dressed for a canter up the stairs or over the furniture, it so happens she can ride with the best of them. Riding with the best of them means that if she takes a tumble at a point-to-point, it's just a matter of taking the bump in her stride. It hurts, of course, but it's nice when it leaves off.
Vintage Stockings Archive
/Vintage Stockings Archive
Susan Douglas
/Keep The Fire Going
Well, winters with us and as the girls leave home in the mornings to catch their trains to their offices the last thing they tell Mum is to keep the fire going so that they can toast their tootsies when they get home again. That's what SUSAN DOUGLAS likes to do, it's heaven to feel one's toes tingling from the warmth. Of course, if Mum has let the fire go out one can only hope one's long winter whatsits will keep one warm until it's lit again.
Beautiful Britons No 110 - December 1964
Relax
/
Rachael Collins
/Rachael and the Birdman
Brown eyes and chestnut hair look lovely on any bird, particularly RACHAEL COLLINS.
And in conjunction with a curvy chassis of 36-23-36 what a pretty picture all over, like. The birdman tapped on the window. A birdman is a goggle-eyed follower of pretty pictures,
"Can I come in?" he said.
"You can get lost," said Rachael, "and if you don’t, I'll call my mum, she's a karate chopper."
"It's cold out here,' said the birdman, wiping the frost off the window to get a better goggle.
"Well, hard luck, you big stiff," said Rachael, and opening the window she clouted him with a marble vase and knocked him cold. He was a literal big stiff in minutes and when the dustmen came along, they collected him up and shovelled him into the chute.
Helena Borland
/Storyteller
Writer of short stories is HELENA BORLAND, Dutch girl who lives in London. Helena turns her stories out in five different languages, which is a sure sign that your time at a university can pay off if you keep your sweet nose religiously to the academic grindstone. Here Helena, who also occasionally models, shows how cute she can look tackling the start of a new story.