Shannon Tweed, Playmate Of The Year, 1982
June, 1982
The Sun Glares Down At Los Angeles. Out on the hillsides, it bakes the underbrush close to combustion; but in a house in Holmby Hills, it is filtered through cut-glass windows. It scatters bright mosaics on the carpet and dances warmly in the eyes of Shannon Tweed."I didn't know what to expect when I came here," she says, smiling, folded in a leather chair in the Library of Playboy Mansion West. "It's been a little amazing to me."She is languorously tall; her legs bend over t...
