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29 May 1923 – Mrs Rudolph Valentino A Woman in Chains

The “Sheik’s” ex-wife Mrs. Rudolph Valentino will appear at the York Theatre next Saturday in her latest production. The Woman in Chains. This picture is of seven reels co-starring K. Lincoln, Miss Martha Mansfield, and Messrs. W.H. Tookor and Joseph Striker and was produced by the Amalgamated Exchange of America. The tale is of a girl chained in love on the island of Martinique while the artist lover married the demimonde of an Apache dancer. It is the kind of story that grips. The scenes are laid in Martinique and in Paris.
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30 Apr 1923

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27 Mar 1926- Learn About Clothes by Mrs Rudolph Valentino

As told to Elsie McCormick.
It’s a pity that the American business girl who thinks that good dressing is the twin sister to the dollar sign can’t stand outside one of the French banks and watch the employees file past for the noon hour. She would see a procession of young women who might have walked out of the pages of the Social Register or from the open covers of a fashion magazine. But no matter how might she strain her eyes, she wouldn’t find one jingling set of cheap glass bracelets, or the flare of an imitation diamond brooch, or even a string of pale and chalky pearls. Neither would she see any limp, all-over-design silk dresses that didn’t have a speaking acquaintance with a mulberry tree. The French business girl never looks like a Woolworth imita tion of a Fifth Avenue model; she has an authentic smartness that is distinctly her own. The crux of the matter is that the French girl dresses to please men, whereas the American girl has allowed herself to be bludgeoned into dressing for other women. Men who know whether or not a gown is the latest scream or how many times they have seen it before on the same young lady are even scarcer than Druses who would rise during the playing of the “Marseillaise.” But unless a man is blind or a professional imbecile, he recognizes a pleasing ensemble Vvhen he sees one, and frequently, he can even tell real smartness from its basement imitation. As the object of most business girls is to achieve a happy and prosperous marriage, their persistence in dressing for other women is as short-sighted as the vis ion of a ground mole.Let us take for our laboratory specimen * a young stenographer who is making 30 dol lars a week and who supports herself but is without dependents. The amount that she can reasonably afford to spend on cloth es is certainly not over 360 dollars a year -a dwarf sum for anybody whose head is filled with fur coats or silver lace evening gowns or slippers with jewel-studded heels. But if she chooses well and divides the money wisely, she can look as smart as any young lady who ever dragged a languid foot In a fashion magazine. The very first thing she must remember Is that in nine cases out of ten smartness is only another name for simplicity. Of course the intelligent stenographer might explain that she can’t find, for the price that she can pay, any dresses that have the chic of real simplicity. Very probably she can’t. The cheaper stores are choked with gowns made out of boisterously patterned silk or trimmed with everything left over from last Valentine’s Day. Therefore the girl who can’t afford expensive dresses shouldn’t buy her clothes ready-made. First of all, she should take a hint from the Frenchwoman and select the two or three general designs that are most flattering to her figure. Next she should get some good material from a reliable department store and have it made up by the best of the neighbourhood dress makers. The girl who lives in New York is un usually fortunate, because there is hardly a block in the brownstone district that doesn’t contain a Russian emigre or a talented Viennese with chic in her fingers and a board bill on her ljrtind. If she only looks about and inquires a little, the questing stenographer «an find Fifth Avenue style for hardly more than Austrian prices i want above all to pound hard on .this . idea of getting good material. Every girl who has bought a cheap dress knows that after a few weeks’ wear it looks like the third best gown of a Connecticut scarecrow. Good material, whether* silk or wool, doesn’t stretch or bag or grow shiny even after it acquires many service stripes. Besides, it can always be ripped up and used again when the wearer grows tired of its present design. Probably the most difficult problem for the girl with a small income is the buying of a winter coat. Unless she lives in a climate that is an understudy for Baffin’s Bay, she should not put her money into a foreign imitation of seal or mink or squirrel. If I were in her position I’d get some good broadcloth and have it made up into a thick ly-lined, fur-trimmed coat of a style not too positive to be worn for several years. I’d choose a shade of dark blue or dark purple for then the coat would be
appropriate for dress wear, whereas brown and tan are proper only for evevy-day. If I couldn’t afford really good fur for the trimming. I wouldn’t substitute any of the mangy little pelts that one finds in the cheaper stores. Instead. I’d give the illusion of fur by hav *ns; full barrel cuffs and a similar collar. Such a coat could serve as best for two years at least, and latter be demoted to ordinary use for a few years more. The wise stenographer must brace her feet hard against her common sense and do her best not to slip into temptation. With fin gers crossed and eves closed, should walk past the gaudy lure of sequins or metallic cloth or rhinestone-snrinkled tulle. Fine, durable satin, soft taffeta or softer crepe are the only materials whose heckoninss should be noticed. Even velvet is not en tirely practicable, because, lik« the furpace, it hibernates during the summer. For an afternoon dress, no girl can do better than to invest in a. handsome black satin. Its advantage of being an all-season material is so great that it can’t be sneezed at, even by a hay-feVer victim. Besides,there is nothing’ that lends itself more. readily to graceful drarin? nor that better defies the memory, of too watchful friends. By varying necklaces or touches at the cor sage, a can make it give the illusion of being a whole wardrobe in itself. Camels from Asia liave recently come for ward viriph an answer to the problem of winter office dresses. One of the best materials I know is kasha, cuoth, made out of camels’ hair and as durable as if it had been woven, out of the Rock of Gibraltar. The fact that creases in it are hardly more permanent than the creases in a lake, and that it is light as well as strong, makes it one of the best developments in the cloth industry since the Persians smuggled silkworms out of China. The conning, of the small felt liat has created a millinery democracy unprece dented since the first
chief’s wife put an eagle’s feather in her hair. With two or three little felt hats, bright as colors flicked off a palette, the stenographer is as well topped as any lady on Park Avenue. The large advantage of the small felt is that one can wear it just as appropriately when brooks are purling as when radiators are doing the same. With a chic black satin hat to match her afternoon dress, and perhaps one straw to use in bowing, to the spring, the steno grapher’s head is ready for every occasion that the year might produce. There must be many moments when the business girl wishes that she could clothe her calves in felt ?is well as her head. Silk stockings are the white woman’s burden, and this applies whether she is earning 30 dollars the only place where I depart from my axiom that cheapness has no relation to economy. There is a saying to the effect that the girl who buys* a cheap stocking gets a good run for her money, but so frequently does the girl who lays down ten dollars for a pair of shimmering cobwebs. A loose pron*? on a rins:. a hobnailed shoe in a street crowd, or a splinter on the leg of a desk can make an ambulance case out of any silk stocking in captivity, whether it came from a bargain counter or from the velvet-hung fastness of a haughty Paris shop. The subject of stockings leads naturallv into shoes. Here I am inclined to mount the rostrum find ask our hypothetical stenographer to from buying for street “wear either satin or patent leather. I have looked until my eyes ached at blunted, scuffed and satin jslippers, and at filmy ratent. leathers with cracks enough to remind one of ai> adobe road in an earthquake district. It is not neice&sary for the business girl to bury her feet in the clumsiness of an over sensible shoe, but if she really wishes to be well dressed she should hasten away from freak designs and give a few minutes’ medi tatiop to the usefulness of good suede and calfskin. Last of all, let me say a word about jewellery. The safest rule is to avoid, articles that are obvious imitations-that is, imitations of really precious and costly stones.There is no jDuore decoration gamut of bad taste, than, a string’ of tallow pearls, either dead white or fiusfred with an unhealthy iridescence. The fiirl whqJoaksabout a little can find reajjy charming beads for only a feiy dollars a Ptriner-compositions with the tonea of lai)is lazuli or the liveliness of clouded amtier. If she needs a brooch she will find it worth her while to forego the fl&shiness of glass diamonds and to (pay a little more for a quaint old gold design or a bit of twisted silver. To be well dressed on 30 dollars a week takes courage-courage to keep to simpli city; to eliminate the garish in favour of the fine, and to be willing to do with a few dresses despite the comments. But when the better job vacated or the new man from Harvard jothe office staff, the well-dressed girl is likely to find that her sacrifices – were quite worthwhile.
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1915-1962 The Barbara Worth Hotel, El Centro, CA

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On 8 May 1915, the 4 story Barbara Worth hotel was open and located on the corner of seventh and main street in El Centro, CA.  This hotel was built at a cost at a cost of $300,000. In 1917, it was expanded at an additional cost of $125,000 adding 42 luxury suites in a Spanish style design keeping with the current architecture.  A patio and a fountain designed by Felix Peano were added from a quote in the novel “the desert waited, silent hot, and fierce in its desolation.  Holding its treasures under the seal of death against the coming of the strong ones”.

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This hotel was named after a fictional character in a novel titled “The Winning of Barbara Worth” by writer Harold Bell Wright. The author dedicated the book to his friend W.P. Holt who returned the compliment and built the hotel. In 1926, Samuel Goldwin made a movie based on the novel that starred Ronald Coleman and Vilma Banky. The hotel has a spacious lobby and an artistic dining room with 4-star quality cuisine. Sixty feet below the oceans level in the heart of El Centro the building is a gem of old Spain that keeps alive the traditional hospitality.

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Over the years, this hotel has suffered from allot of negative press. For example, 23 Jun 1915, the hotel collapsed in complete ruins from an earthquake. On 9 May 1916, the hotel’s manager shot and killed himself. His suicide note read “life became too lonely for him to live longer”.  Some of the more famous guests were Natacha Rambova and Rudolph Valentino. In May 1922, while enroute, to Mexicali, Mexico to get married, both famous movie stars and other members of their first wedding party stayed there for two days enroute to Mexicali, Mexico.   In 1962, the hotel burned down by a fire.

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7 Jun 1925 – Mrs. Valentino

Mrs. Valentino busily supervising the presentation of a most beautiful setting, was very gracious when asked to pose. The classic nose, indicates an inquiring turn of mind, according to the artist. The lines below her heart are  cubist designs for curls, we guess. Otherwise, quien sabe?

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31 Dec 1925 – Mrs. Valentino warns female fans

Mrs. Rudolph Valentino warns girls in ribbon counters to be aware of movie sheiks and mind their momma’s and papa’s.

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7 Jun 1925 – Concerned

No Dear Reader, Clara Bow is not making faces at Mrs. Rudolph Valentino next door. Miss Bow was busy working at FBO and merely pouted a bit when asked to pose. But when she saw it, she exclaimed “Isn’t that too cute for words” Not the puckering lips and bohemian bob. Delightful

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03 Jun 1922- She answers one question

At the time, Mrs.Valentino was in Mexico to be married. Before entering the courthouse, she hesitated long enough to answer a bold reporters question. “Do you love Valentino”? the reporter asked. The answer was “Forever” breathed the bride. Whereupon she disappeared into the silence away from the glare of publicity.

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26 Jan 1926 – Natacha Rambova in Maryland

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14 Nov 1925 – Well Well

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28 Jan 1926 – Cynthia Grey Tells Why Marriage of Rudolph Valentino’s Failed.

Being a bred-in-the-bone feminist, I am sure glad to finally stumble across a story based upon an interview with Mrs. Rudolph Valentino that gives her a fair break. Somehow the picture of Winifred Hudnut Valentino as the old-fashioned typed Pekingese fondling female did not ring true. And her lord and masters outbreak anent his noble craving for home and fireside and kidlets sounds quite posey and stagey and as though fresh from the fertile brain of that unoriginal lot, press agents, rather than warm and quivering from his own sorrowing heart. But most of the remarks accredited to Mrs. Valentino sound true. Her dissertation on the folly of an American girl marrying a European husband sounds mighty sensible to me. “Foreign men have such different ideas of marriage from Americans. Boys in Europe are taught to consider themselves much more important than girls. These boys, brought up to consider themselves lords of creation, expect wives to be subordinate. A wife is someone to make him comfortable, minister to his wants, provide sympathy when he needs nothing, keep herself well in the background”. And we regard this especially worthy of thought as it comes from Mrs. Valentino’s ruby lips. “Now I don’t mind doing all this. It’s a pleasure to make one’s husband happy and comfortable when one loves him. But what wore me out was my foreign husband’s acceptance of all these things as though they were merely my duty, my day’s work, instead of a consideration for him and a matter of love”.   And, apropos of Rudy’s paternal manifestations readers may recall his heralded yearning for offspring with which his wife wouldn’t oblige the ex-wife fires one like this. “Rudy might like noiseless, dressed up children, but – “. And that unfinished sentence is only What Every Woman Knows. Then about the matter of Mrs. Valentino working. “I work because I was energetic. A man’s love doesn’t compensate for the boredom and depression of being a loafer. For a woman to give up all work just to devote herself to loving a man is a great mistake. Because only an egocentric wants a woman to devote her life to admiring him”. Well and ably spoken Winifred Hudnut Valentino or Natacha Rambova. We’re for you. You have a good head and said head has doped out a much better analysis of why your marriage failed than has either your erstwhile Rudy or his press agent.

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26 Feb 1926 – Natacha Rambova News Advertisement

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26 Jan 1926 -Give the Woman A Break

Being a bred in the bone feminist, I am sure glad to finally stumble across a story based on an interview with the former Mrs. Rudolph Valentino that gives her a fair break. Somehow the picture of Winifred Hudnut Valentino as the old stereo-typed Pekinese-fondling female did not ring true. And her lord and master’s outbreak anent his noble craving for home and fireside and children sounded quite posey and stagey and as though fresh from the fertile brain of that unoriginal lot, press agents, rather than warm and quivering from his own sorrowful heart. But most of the remarks accredited to Mrs. Valentino sound true. Her dissertation on the folly of an American girl marrying a European husband sounds mighty sensible to me. “Foreign men have such different ideas of marriage from Americans. Boys in Europe are taught to consider themselves much more important than girls. “These boys, brought up to consider themselves lords of creation, expect wives to be subordinate. A wife is someone to make him comfortable minister to his wants, provide sympathy when he needs it, and when he needs nothing, keep herself well into the background.” And we regard this especially worthy of thought, as it comes from the former Mrs. Valentino’s ruby lips. “Now I don’t mind doing all this, it’s a pleasure to make one’s husband happy and comfortable when one loves him. “But what wore me out was my foreign husband’s acceptance of all these things as though they were merely my duty, my day’s work instead of a consideration for him and a matter of love”. And apropos of Rudy’s paternal manifestations readers may recall his heralded yearning for offspring with which wifie wouldn’t oblige the ex-wife fires this one “Rudy might like noiseless, dressed-up children, but…” And that unfinished sentence is only What Every Woman Knows. Then about the matter of Mrs. Valentino working” “I worked because I was energetic”. “A man’s love doesn’t compensate for the boredom and depression of being a loafer”. “For a woman to give up all work just to devote herself to loving a man is a great mistake. Because only an egocentric wants a woman to devote her life to admiring him”. Well and ably spoken, Winifred Hudnut Valentino, or Natacha Rambova. “We’re for you! You have a good head, and said head has doped out a much better analysis of why your marriage failed than has either your erstwhile Rudy on his press agent.

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1925 – Rudy and Natacha

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