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.