Jeannie Out Of The Bottle by Barbara Eden

who became Miss California is second from the right on the bottom row. I wasn’t disappointed that I didn’t win and was voted Miss Congeniality.
    This photograph was taken for an album cover that I got after spotting the advertisement on that famous notice board at the Studio Club.
    Sunning myself in a leopardprint bikini with my cream poodle, Maggie.
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    A classic Fox publicity shot.
    My dance with Desi Arnaz, and as close as we were ever to get, despite Desi chasing me around the studio in an attempt to get ever closer.
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    A publicity still from the TV series How to Marry a Millionaire. My character, Loco, is reading a comic (difficult, as my shortsightedness is a running gag on the show). Lori Nelson is in the middle, and Merry Anders on the right.
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    A serious moment from Flaming Star, which matched the seriousness of Elvis’s approach to his acting craft and the importance of my own commitment to my marriage vows to Michael Ansara, despite such temptations as Elvis and Paul Newman.
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    My scene with Paul Newman in From the Terrace. Paul Newman confided in me that he was delighted to be working with an actress he could look down on. Meanwhile, I was rigid with nerves at being so close to the impossibly handsome Mr. Newman.
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    A still from The Wonderful World of the Brothers Grimm, with me looking demure. When we were on location in Germany, my colorful co-star, Laurence Harvey, convinced me to have the most unpalatable meal of my life!
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    Voyage to the Bottom of the Sea was one of the few movies in which my first husband, Michael Ansara, appeared with me. That’s him in the wet suit, along with Joan Fontaine and Robert Sterling.
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    A lighter moment with Clint Eastwood on the set of Rawhide. I didn’t know that I was pregnant with Matthew at the time.
    A posed shot from All Hands on Deck just before I gave Pat Boone his first on-camera kiss.
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    A publicity photograph for The Brass Bottle, with my amusing co-star, Tony Randall, and the less-than-well-behaved Burl Ives, who played a djinn with magical powers.
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Chapter 5
    WHEN I WAS cast in Flaming Star, I wasn’t remotely nervous at the thought of meeting Elvis, but on the day that my stand-in, Evie Moriarty, announced, “My other star wants to meet you,” and led me onto the Something’s Got to Give sound stage to introduce me to Marilyn Monroe, my nervousness knew no bounds.
    Like millions of Americans, I loved and admired the screen siren. But through Evie, I also knew the woman behind all the glamour and the glitter. Evie, a beautiful blonde with large blue eyes and endless legs, never gossiped about the stars for whom she acted as a stand-in. But then Evie was much closer to me than she was to most people.
    She and I went way back to How to Marry a Millionaire, when she had first doubled for me, and we had become friends. Our friendship was cemented when Michael was away on location and she stayed overnight at our apartment to keep me company.
    Evie was fun, sassy; she knew and understood show business, and helped me get through the lonely evenings when Michael was working far away and I felt isolated and abandoned. Luckily, Michael approved of Evie, and the three of us had a running joke that she was “babysitting” me in his absence.
    Beneath her Kewpie doll looks and showgirl glamour, Evie was relatively down-to-earth. For many years she’d been the girlfriend of Carl Laemmle Jr., whose father founded Universal Studios. She’d often turn up at the studio, her wrists weighed down with bracelets and her fingers with rings.
    “Aw, Barbara,” she’d say, “just look at what Junior gave me last night! What in heaven’s name am I going to do with them? I never wear diamonds.” Then she’d roll her big blue eyes up to the sky in mock distress.
    She was so pretty, and a born actress, that I