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Phyllis Brooks
By Gene Kornman (1937)
Screenland magazine, December 1939
Fred MacMurray, Mrs. MacMurray (Lillian Lamont), Phyllis Brooks, and Cary Grant trying their luck with a slot machine at a Hollywood Guild party hosted by Mr. and Mrs. Bail Rathbone in their Bel-Air home. (1939)
christmas in old hollywood
I've also heard this as "the only reason I went to Hollywood was to fuck that divine Gary Cooper."
Which, yeah, I mean I get that, Tallulah, we all do. He laid more pipe than the Manhattan sewer system with everyone from Clara Bow to Grace Kelly.
Gary Cooper signing an autograph for a servicewoman in Brisbane, Australia, November 1943. Not saying they banged before or after this photo, just saying I doubt Cooper ever slept alone on his entire tour of the Pacific Theater (made with Una Merkel and Phyllis Brooks).
Cooper, Phyllis Brooks and Una Merkel in Brisbane at a press conference, 8 November, 1943.
Lupe Velez purportedly claimed that Cooper “has the biggest organ in Hollywood but not the ass to push it in well.”
Want to read more about Cooper and the broads, dames, and gals he tumbled with?
Good. Read this piece from Hairpin (I read it when it first came out over a decade ago and had to look up that Lupe Velez quote):
Let’s talk straight: there was no cowboy handsomer than Gary Cooper. John Wayne had the sneer, and Gene Autry had the voice, but no one smol
Phyllis Brooks