Most of the working women in London's Windmill Theater spend an extraordinary amount of time standing stock still. They have to. The Windmill is a burlesque house, and, by order of the Lord Chamberlain, nudes on the move are licentious; "living statues" are art. Among the Windmill's ladies, plump, brown-eyed Sheila Van Damm is a well-dressed exception. As the manager's daughter and part-time assistant, she is fully clothed during working hours, and even off duty she rarely stands still. Europe's champion woman motorist, Sheila spends every spare minute zipping across the countryside at the wheel of her sports car.
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