by Amy Lee Peggy Lee came into the sitting room of her Waldorf Towers suite in flowered pajamas, her blond-blond hair parted in the middle and tied in two pigtails with fat white cotton cord. It was the same beautiful face belonging to the sophisticated singer of “Fever,” “Hallelujah, I[…]

by Bill Burrus The rushing sound of tap water came from the bedroom of Miss Peggy Lee’s suite in the Waldorf Towers. Her traveling hairdresser, a blonde in red lounging pajamas, traipsed through the living room and the comb dangling from her hand indicated Miss Lee was in the process[…]

by Eugene Boe Beverly Hills, California – She sits there at her desk in flowery lounging pajamas, looking so young-girlish with her blond hair combed tight across her heard and coiled into pink-ribboned pigtails. She sings softly into a mike held with one hand while the other makes jottings on[…]

by Ruth Kling Sultry Peggy Lee, internationally known for her lovely singing, has more than just her voice to be proud of. Peggy is one of those rare women who have managed to bring professionalism to all her undertakings, ranging from philanthropic activities to her individual beauty routine. Peggy is[…]

by Ruth Kling Peggy Lee is often referred to as the singer’s singer. She is greatly admired and imitated by those starting out in show business as well as by those who have been around a long time. Miss Lee has come a long way from the serious blonde singing[…]

by Hal Boyle Peggy Lee, the golden songbird of her time, hates to be called a perfectionist. “It makes me sound too much as if I were one of those fussy women who always bustle around seeing that the ashtrays are clean,” she sighed. “And I’m not that way. “But[…]