Lee Lane was not your typical bombshell. She wasn't bold or brassy like the bombastic Jayne Mansfield or the packed-with-deliquent-fire Mamie Van Doren. Lane was the real girl-next-door with the angelic smile. But you can't forget about her curves. It was enough to catch the eye of famed pin-up photographer/filmmaker/dirty old man Russ Meyer who did some work with her for Adam magazine. 
     He va-va-voom vibe doesn't hit you right off the bat. It's builds and builds and before you know it you're caught in her spell. More than one magazine made the comparison with her and sirens and other seductresses of mythology. 
     Lane's actual history is a bit sketchy. Some place her hometown as Miami. Others say it's Chicago. Wherever she came from, she hit Hollywood in the late 1950's working as a model, dancer, and part-time TV actress. By the mid-1960's she had disappeared from the pages and covers of men's magazines--which is a shame since her pixie look would have fit perfectly with the Mod generation.