Great original article and pictures of the beautiful Betty Hutton.  These pages were rescued from a damaged copy of the August 1953 CORONET magazine.

Article is four pages, both front and back.  All photos are black and white.  Page sizes are 5" x 7 1/2".  Paper has yellowed with age, but otherwise pages are in good condition.  CORONET used a low quality, thin paper in their magazine, and it hasn't stood the test of time very well.

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She is neither Hollywood's most typical actress nor its most talented -- only its most versatile and determined.  Her first real expedition into show business -- a Michigan-New York foray financed by $12 and a box lunch -- ended in dismal failure when money and lunch ran out.  But Betty Hutton, aged 14, was far from discouraged.  She knew she'd make it some day.  This is the story of how she did.

She was born near railroad tracks and had to choose between "the only two ways to lick poverty -- education and talent."  At 12, she was earning dimes for her fatherless home with street serenades.

Ambition goaded her and, perhaps, envy.  At 13, she dressed as though she were 20, striving to outshine older sister Marion.  At 16, bandleader Vincent Lopez heard her sing and promptly signed her up.

She was unfortunately, not a star.  Warned that Lopez was about to fire her, she frantically threw her whole self into song.  Belying angelic publicity shoots, frenzy, born of anger and panic, became her style.

"She sings like somebody gave her a hotfoot all over," said someone when she went to Hollywood.  But assessing her performance in a non-singing part, one critic wrote:  "The Blond Bombshell can act, too!"

She acted each part with a violence suggesting that she feared someone might take it away from her.  In a town where even grandmothers look sexy, she did, too, but always with a sort of "Who, me?" wonder.

She heard about The Greatest Show on Earth and wired Producer Demille:  "A circus picture without Hutton is impossible."  She learned trapeze art -- and the picture won an Academy Award.

In one film, she was Texas Guinan; in another, Blossom Seeley; in both -- and always --she was Hutton, and that's what the people paid to see.  Said one director:  "She'd draw crowds in the Sahara Desert!"

In New York's Palace theater, she alternated between sentiment and sensation, climaxed 50 tumultuous minutes with a trapeze act, then "murdered the people" by taking a curtain call with her daughters.

To GIs of World War, she was as familair as V-mail.  She reached Saipan before the enemy left, asking, in the voice from home, "What'll I Sing, fellas?"  And she sang until her voice faded to a whisper.

Husband Charlie O'Curran, critic, director and unfailing port-in-a-storm, has tempered her ambition to outdo herself every day.  But to Betty Hutton, there is still only one tolerable direction, and that's up.

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I will place pages in a plastic sleeve and secure between two pieces of white foamcore to protect during USPS First Class mailing in bubble envelope.