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Lorna Hopper

Lorna in Playmate of the Month pictorial

Playboy Playmate Lorna Hopper in Playmate of the Month pictorial
Playboy Playmate Lorna Hopper in Playmate of the Month pictorial
Playboy Playmate Lorna Hopper in Playmate of the Month pictorial
Playboy Playmate Lorna Hopper in Playmate of the Month pictorial
Playboy Playmate Lorna Hopper in Playmate of the Month pictorial

Lorna Hopper, Playmate of the Month April 1969, pictured in Playmate of the Month pictorial, Comely Camper. The text accompanying the photos read:

Comely Camper

Nature-loving Lorna Hopper makes for beautiful bivouacs in California’s wide-open spaces

Like many a California girl, April Playmate Lorna Hopper was born outside the Golden State. A native daughter of Fort Worth, Lorna lived in Texas until she was 13. “I loved the land,” she recalls. “Texas is still so vast, so uncrowded and so … well, clean,  in comparison with everywhere else I’ve been in this country. But it’s also very rural and totally square in outlook; and when my dad got a job in England for two years, I was glad to leave.” Lorna’s father, a scientific researcher, moved the Hopper clan to Manchester. “It’s mostly a soot-filled, industrial city,” Miss April says, “but the people there surprised me with their open, easygoing, honest attitude about life. Nothing seems to upset them very much and they don’t appear to be as hung up on success as we are. Most Englishmen I met seemed at peace with themselves, and I admire that a lot.” When another job offer brought the Hoppers back to the U.S. – and to California – in 1965, Lorna didn’t want to come along. “I was really despondent about picking up again,” she says. “But when we got to Los Angeles, it took me less than a month to stop moaning about leaving Manchester. Los Angeles’ smog and architecture turn a lot of people off, but those things don’t really matter to me. Every inch of this city is alive and tingling.” Lorna, who was graduated from high school last June, thinks L.A. is the perfect place to launch her modeling career. “I know that New York is still where most of the modeling action is, but that’s changing quickly,” she says. “Everything’s moving West, and because the shift is still new and exciting, I think L.A. is the place to be in America right now. New York has a style and structure all its own; out here, people and careers can happen almost overnight, without having to know all the powers that be.” Lorna plans to add to her modeling income by creating women’s fashions. “My sister Pat helps with the designing,” she admits, “but I do all of the sewing.” Miss Hopper became interested in designing because clothes, she says, “next to her face and figure, are a woman’s most obvious way of attracting men.” Says she: “Every girl wants to have a man who knows how to make her feel like a woman.” To Lorna, that means clothing should always be sensual. “In ancient times, the purpose of clothes wasn’t to hide nudity but to decorate the body,” she says, “and we should never allow ourselves to forget that.” Readers will agree that after one glimpse of Lorna – with and without decoration – there’s not a chance in the world of that happening.

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Toni Ann Thomas

Toni in Playmate of the Month pictorial

Playboy Playmate Toni Ann Thomas in Playmate of the Month pictorial
Playboy Playmate Toni Ann Thomas in Playmate of the Month pictorial
Playboy Playmate Toni Ann Thomas in Playmate of the Month pictorial
Playboy Playmate Toni Ann Thomas in Playmate of the Month pictorial

Toni Ann Thomas, Playmate of the Month February 1963, pictured in Playmate of the Month pictorial, Golden Girl. The text accompanying the photos read:

Golden Girl

A luscious California lass becomes our valentine Playmate

The best antidote we know for February’s wintry blues is a lot of sun shining on a lot of girl – which we herewith offer in the fine form of Toni Ann Thomas, our February Playmate. A tempting 18 years of age, titian-haired Toni Ann is passing through an appealingly unpredictable stage in her young life: at times she is tomboyishly exuberant and given to wild backyard romps with her two kid brothers; at other times she can, through the alchemy of perfume and peignoir, suddenly transform herself into a delicate charmer with womanly poise. In her spare time, she likes reading short stories with happy endings and being escorted to movie houses featuring light comedies and exciting whodunits. Toni Ann is still girl enough to squeal at football games (she roots passionately for Southern Cal), stuff herself on Mexican and Italian dishes, and leap in the air when she bowls one of her rare strikes. At the same time, she views her life and the men therein with a level-headed maturity: “My favorite kind of guy is one who is unpretentious and who cares as much about what I think as how I look. The fellows I really turn off are the phonies – the ones who are fascinated by themselves and want to take me places only as some kind of ornament for their own egos. Also, I’m not too fond of the sly types that keep saying they can help me get ahead in show business. I don’t want to be an actress, and I’m not particularly interested in being a model. I’d much prefer marrying a nice guy and raising a big family.” Blessed with sultry features and a lushly proportioned 5’5″, 120-pound body, Toni Ann naturally draws masculine double takes wherever she goes. “I guess there’s no point in fighting nature,” she smiles. “I used to be self-conscious. Now, frankly, I enjoy it. You might say it’s part of growing up.” As proof that Toni Ann has indeed grown up, we refer you to the accompanying photographs of our fun-loving Miss February, a Playmate of whom it clearly can be said: Thank heaven for not-so-little girls.

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Melinda Windsor

Melinda in Playmate of the Month pictorial

Playboy Playmate Melinda Windsor in Playmate of the Month pictorial
Playboy Playmate Melinda Windsor in Playmate of the Month pictorial
Playboy Playmate Melinda Windsor in Playmate of the Month pictorial
Playboy Playmate Melinda Windsor in Playmate of the Month pictorial

Melinda Windsor, Playmate of the Month February 1966, pictured in Playmate of the Month pictorial, Student Princess. The text accompanying the photos read:

Student Princess

Our February Playmate is definitely one for the books

From time to time, the groves of academe can be counted on to supply our peripatetic lensmen with a coed candidate for cum laude centerfold honors. The latest matriculated miss to win gatefold laurels is 21-year-old Melinda Windsor, an opulently endowed (38-23-36) Ohio-bred beauty who has been one of Southern California’s comeliest coeds for the past two years. Eschewing the perennial distaff undergrad’s custom of pursuing a bachelor’s degree until the right bachelor comes along, Melinda, who’s majoring in psychology (with a minor in languages), plans to put in a postgraduate stint with an eye toward a teaching career. “I’m not working my way through college just to earn an ’M.R.S.’ degree,” vows our Valentine Playmate. “I was holding down a daytime job as an insurance rater to pay for my night classes, but with the money I’ve received for my Playmate appearance, I’m now able to give my undivided attention to the pursuit of a sheepskin.” Occasionally, on winter weekends, Melinda will take a break from her baccalaureate endeavors and head for the beginners’ slopes at nearby Big Bear ski resort. “I’m not ready for tough runs yet,” she admits, “but my ski instructor says my form is nearly perfect.” Hear! Hear!

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Stella Stevens

Stella in images from Playboy photo shoot

Playboy Playmate Stella Stevens
Playboy Playmate Stella Stevens
Playboy Playmate Stella Stevens
Playboy Playmate Stella Stevens
Playboy Playmate Stella Stevens
Playboy Playmate Stella Stevens
Playboy Playmate Stella Stevens
Playboy Playmate Stella Stevens

Stella Stevens, Playmate of the Month January 1960, pictured in images from Playboy photo shoot

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Stella Stevens

Stella in images from Playboy photo shoot

Playboy Playmate Stella Stevens
Playboy Playmate Stella Stevens
Playboy Playmate Stella Stevens
Playboy Playmate Stella Stevens
Playboy Playmate Stella Stevens
Playboy Playmate Stella Stevens
Playboy Playmate Stella Stevens

Stella Stevens, Playmate of the Month January 1960, pictured in images from Playboy photo shoot

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June Cochran

June in Playmate of the Month pictorial

Playboy Playmate June Cochran in Playmate of the Month pictorial
Playboy Playmate June Cochran in Playmate of the Month pictorial
Playboy Playmate June Cochran in Playmate of the Month pictorial
Playboy Playmate June Cochran in Playmate of the Month pictorial

June Cochran, Playmate of the Month December 1962, pictured in Playmate of the Month pictorial, Present Perfect. The text accompanying the photos read:

Present Perfect

Our December Playmate makes a fetching Christmas Eve

Updating Charles Dickens, we hereby nominate December Playmate June Cochran as this season’s most endearing embodiment of the Spirit of Christmas Present. June’s Yuletide
credentials are disarmingly self-evident: a smile as warm as a rum toddy, blue-green eyes that are a blend of mistletoe with a girlish enchantment, a personality as sentimental as a crackling fireside, and the glowing health of an apple-cheeked caroler. A part-time model and full-time beauty back home in Indiana (born and raised in Indianapolis, she lives there now with five younger sisters and one younger brother), our 20-year-old Hoosier honey’s superbly packaged presence has already won her a wassail bowlful of beauty contest awards, including the title of Miss Indiana in this year’s Miss World Beauty Pageant. Playboy’s snow belle loves twisting and miniature golf, Corvettes and shish kebab, admires males who get as big a boot from life as she. Our holiday suggestion for the man who has everything: the girl who has everything, Christmasy Miss December.

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June Cochran

June in Playmate of the Year pictorial

Playboy Playmate June Cochran in Playmate of the Year pictorial
Playboy Playmate June Cochran in Playmate of the Year pictorial
Playboy Playmate June Cochran in Playmate of the Year pictorial

June Cochran, Playmate of the Month December 1962, pictured in Playmate of the Year pictorial, May 1963

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Stella Stevens

Stella in image from Playboy photo shoot

Playboy Playmate Stella Stevens

Stella Stevens, Playmate of the Month January 1960, pictured in images from Playboy photo shoot by Frank Schallwig

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Lynn Winchell

Lynn in Playmate of the Month pictorial

Playboy Playmate Lynn Winchell in Playmate of the Month pictorial
Playboy Playmate Lynn Winchell in Playmate of the Month pictorial
Playboy Playmate Lynn Winchell in Playmate of the Month pictorial
Playboy Playmate Lynn Winchell in Playmate of the Month pictorial
Playboy Playmate Lynn Winchell in Playmate of the Month pictorial
Playboy Playmate Lynn Winchell in Playmate of the Month pictorial

Lynn Winchell, Playmate of the Month December 1967, pictured in Playmate of the Month pictorial, Developing Playmate. The text accompanying the photos read:

Developing Playmate

As a realtor’s girl friday, Miss December Lynn Winchell helps a lot in selling lots by the salton sea shore.

Among the states, California ranks third in area, second in population, first in Playmate production – and it’s still developing its physical and human resources. Looming large in the latter category is our Christmas Playmate, Lynn Winchell, a 20-year-old San Fernando Valleyite who calls Northridge her home. Lynn combines public-relations activity with salesmanship and secretarial work for the Noram Development Company, which is profitably engaged in creating a residential oasis on the shore of the Salton Sea. A three-hour drive through the desert from Sherman Oaks, where the company’s main office is located, the Salton Sea is really a huge, saline lake – “You can’t see across, let alone swim the distance, but there is another side.” Miss Winchell, a finely developed five-footer, does paperwork during the week and on weekends shows prospective buyers their prospects, accompanying them on a day-long charter-bus tour that includes lunch at a yacht club overlooking the sea. “Sales are going smoothly,” says Lynn, “but there’s still land available.”

Home base for the sizable Winchell family (Lynn has three sisters and a brother) is in Sepulveda; Lynn’s father, an auto mechanic, works only a few blocks from the Noram office, and they frequently meet for lunch. Lynn naturally has a better-than-average understanding of how cars are put together, and her savvy stood her in good stead when she was bitten by California’s rampant dune buggy bug: “It’s very kicky to be able to drive right over sand dunes, so it’s easy to understand why so many people have flipped out over dune buggies. They’re also easy to build, if you know what you’re doing – you just take an old auto and replace the frame and wheels.”

Perhaps because she comes from a largish family (though she says there’s no intersibling rivalry), Lynn goes in for easygoing brands of entertainment, such as circulating through Northridge’s sprawling shopping centers and bowladromes (“We don’t have to mention my bowling scores, do we?”), partying with friends and occasionally driving into Hollywood for a show. She’s also at home in the open air, whether speeding along on water skis or leisurely driving out to explore California’s snowcapped mountain ranges. At odd moments, though, Miss December find herself yearning for a return trip to Hawaii, where she spent a soul-satisfying vacation two years ago. “The Hawaiians were unbelievably friendly – they weren’t in a big hurry all the time, as Californians usually are. Every place we went, people waved to us – even though we were total strangers.”

For the future, Lynn hasseveral ambitions, one of which is rather lofty – to fly a plane. “My brother-in-law is a licensed pilot who works for an airport, and he takes me up sometimes. Thanks to him, I was able to photograph our land development from the air – just for fun. I’d like to have my own plane someday – but that’s strictly blue-sky planning on my part.” Lynn also has a more practical and career-centered wish: to return to school and study business management; and with expectations both aerial and earthbound, she’s wisely banking her Playmate fee.

The manner in which Lynn became our Playmate lends some credence to the old saw about history repeating itself; like our reigning Playmate of the Year, Lisa Baker, Lynn was picked as a potential Playmate, at a wedding, by photographer Bill Figge. “I posed
with the bride after the ceremony,” Lynn recalls, “and later, Mr. Figge asked if I were a model – which, of course, I wasn’t. Then he invited me to try it, at his studio – and when he said he was a Playboy contributor, I thought he had to be kidding. In fact, being a Playmate still seems like a beautiful dream – and if it is, I’m not anxious to wake up.” We’re sure our readers will agree, however, that Lynn is a very real Playmate of the Month, indeed.

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Linda Moon

Linda in Playmate of the Month pictorial

Playboy Playmate Linda Moon in Playmate of the Month pictorial
Playboy Playmate Linda Moon in Playmate of the Month pictorial
Playboy Playmate Linda Moon in Playmate of the Month pictorial
Playboy Playmate Linda Moon in Playmate of the Month pictorial

Linda Moon, Playmate of the Month October 1966, pictured in Playmate of the Month pictorial, The Treasure of the Sierra Madre. The text accompanying the photos read:

The Treasure of the Sierra Madre

Our October Playmate proves there’s more than gold in California’s celebrated hills

As far as our peripatetic lensmen are concerned, California’s legendary Sierra Madre country is still a perfect place for prospecting. Perfect, that is, if it’s a Playmate rather than precious metals that one treasures most. And things panned out particularly well for this month’s gatefold when blonde and blue-eyed Linda Moon – the youngest of four rising Moons, whose family settled in Sierra Madre back in the spring of 1954 – attracted our photographic attention. Just turned 18, this Michigan-born October miss has long been a confirmed Californian (“If I want to remember what snow looks like, all I have to do is face East and take in a few mountain peaks”) and currently spends the better part of her waking day digging the healthy outdoor life and easygoing pace indigenous to this part of Pacifica. “Now that I’m out of high school,” says Linda, “I suppose I should start thinking about taking a job or going to college. But right now I’m having too much fun sleeping late and soaking up lots of sun to concentrate on the serious side of things.” So far, all play and no work has made Linda a doll girl.