What??? All she was doing was talking to a guy in the hotel. The subject of money never came up, so no crime committed. She should have taken it to court and won.
Furthermore prostitution shouldn't even be a crime - my body; my right to sell it for pay. I do it every day for my employer. $10/hour.
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Because God created it, the human body
can be uncovered and preserve His splendor. -Pope John Paul
The charges were dropped, so I guess the prosecutor's office realized there was no evidence--it just seemed like an over-zealous house detective. I agree with you, "[a]ll she was doing was talking to a guy in the hotel." However, I did see the whole being mistaken for a prostitute coming. Remember, it was 1953 and unescorted women in bars would be seen as promiscuous at best.
Nobody gets to be a cowboy forever.
I have an older but attractive female friend who as late as the early 1960s was alone in a hotel bar and approached by some conventioneers who just assumed she was a "working girl."
Easist twenty-five bucks she ever made. No, but seriously . . . unescorted women in hotel bars, pre-Sexual Revolution, were always suspect, from what she tells me.
However, I did see the whole being mistaken for a prostitute coming. Remember, it was 1953 and unescorted women in bars would be seen as promiscuous at best.So true. In the late 70s in Hollywood, CA I remember a young woman telling a 7-11 clerk how she was refused service at a nearby restaurant because she was unescorted, and therefore considered a prostitute. Granted, that area had a big prostitution problem at the time but I suspect that the woman just wanted to vent to someone. share
I remember that bars in Dallas had signs in the windows saying "no unescorted ladies" in the 1960's. They presumed you were a prostitute or a tramp.
I also remember when Dallas got African American news anchor (Iola Johnson)in 1973 and she became the most popular anchor on the air. She told a story about sitting down in the lobby of a downtown hotel. A hotel detective came over amd started questioning her right to be there when he got a horrified look on his face. He realized who he was talking to.
She was a beautiful single woman who was seeing the conductor of the Dallas Sympathy Orchestra and waiting on him to come downstairs.