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Minstreling through Dixie, Dreamboat Groaner Elvis ("The Pelvis") Presley proved that in the rock-'n'-roll business it helps to be daffy. In Charlotte, N.C. he deeply impressed the local Observer's observer: "Presley burst onto the stage, staggering and flailing like a moth caught in a beam of light." Flouncing down to Charleston, S.C., the twitchy bobby-soxers' twitchy idol made an even deeper impression upon the press. The local News & Courier sent one of its newshens, customarily safe in its education department, to try to talk to Presley and photograph him. As she aimed her camera at him. Presley impetuously leaned over and gave her a love bite on the hand. The lady reporter protested. Wagging his tail cordially, Dixie Pixy Presley drawled: "I was only trying to be friendly, like a little puppy dog." This explanation was rejected, so Elvis got down to the crass method in his madness: "Lady, if you want to get ahead, you gotta be different."
In Cairo, in the wake of a rash of ceremonies celebrating Egypt's freedom from foreign troops, the newly brassbound Chief of Staff of the brand-new Moroccan army, moonfaced Mouldy Hassan, 28 (whose new rank is explained by his competence and his nearness to Morocco's Sultan Sidi Mohammed ben Yousef, his father), got off a neat bit of guidance for neutrals being courted by two worlds. Said he: "We are Moslems and have the right to be bigamists. We can marry both the East and the West, and remain faithful to our spouses."
At the British premiere of her circus-set movie Trapeze (TIME. June 11), Italy's Cinemactress Gina Lollobrigida busted forth in London in the company of Sir Laurence Olivier, who unaccountably let his gaze stray to other things.
Vacationing in Los Angeles after an endless stint of "lecturing, writing, making television appearances," Washington's Hostess-with-the-Mostes' Perle Mesta confessed that she has turned mercenary for a good purpose. Her pet project: subsidizing 18 foreign students in their U.S. studies, footing all bills including those for tooth paste. Said Philanthropist Mesta: "That's why I have to work so hard, but why shouldn't I do it? Got no husband, got no family. Just a widow with a small income, eatin' money." Turning from stern fiscal realities to light philosophy, Perle reminisced about her old job as U.S. Minister to Luxembourg: "I learned to stop and listen. Told that to a reporter one day, and I got a letter from a woman who said, 'Thank God, you've learned to keep your big mouth shut.' "
Bobbing through Manhattan on her way to Hollywood and the direct-object role in a movie called I Married a Woman, platinum-crowned Diana Dors, Britain's most glamorous current export, singled out the thing she likes best in this first visit to America: "I've discovered air conditioning! You may quote me as saying that since I came to America I'd rather sleep with air conditioning than with my husband!" Chimed in her husband, handsome British Realty Man Dennis Hamilton: "But I expect a reconciliation imminently."