Shop Talk

There are a good many ladies left on this hemisphere who still want to look like ladies, thank heavens, and will have no truck with silly, cheap, little chits of hats that belong on the head of a schoolgirl or Sadie Thompson, and such ladies I want to remind again of Bronie Horn on West 72nd street, where hats are really well-bred, exquisitely made, and terribly smart. I’ve just come away from there, after seeing the new imported and original models—and let me tell you, the originating hand, with that divine fire, or whatever you call it, that you run into now and then. Her prices start at seven-fifty.

Either you have, or you haven’t that psychic something that makes you know a good dress when you see one. There are no two ways about it—it’s a gift of the gods, like an eye for color or a face for poker. Well there’s a woman who has a shop on Madison avenue, Madame Rhoda, who, in my opinion, has it if ever anyone did. For one thing, she’s a great believer in the new rough, pebbly crepes — on which I’m betting heavily myself —and she has an evening gown of this white bumpy crepe that is all mortal woman could ask for. Also of this rough crepe, this time in black, is a semi-formal outfit that is a perfect answer to almost everything — dinner, movie, Sunday night, late afternoon, and so forth. When the jacket is removed, the dress looks pretty complimentary above a dinner table.

If You’ve moved into new diggings this month and need new bedspreads and want something very ornamental for about the price of a chocolate soda—remember Stevens bedspreads. They’re just about the smartest things you can shake a cheque-book at and all good housefraus’ know it. When it comes to designs nothing but authentic, almost museum pieces, are good enough for Stevens. Fortunately, all patterns are reversible, and what’s more, all the full-sized ones are a good ninety inches wide so they’ll go clear over the highest box spring you own. Add to all these virtues the fact that Stevens cotton bedspreads frequently cost less than five dollars and you’ll see why I believe in them.

We’re gradually developing into a race of sportswomen. Most of us today, with true English instinct, choose the right kind of tweeds, flannels and sweaters. Our practiced eye is quick to look with scorn upon too delicate styling, or too obvious grooming and most of us are getting so that we adore things which become seasoned with wear. Best’s realizing this has brought out a group on new English service suede gloves, called Anglo-Suede. They uphold the finest traditions of sportswear, and the woman with a keen sense of the classic will appreciate the hand sewn details of this glove. Surface dust can be brushed off, and they wash like thorough-breds. They come in typical leather colors, as well as black and honey-beige, and ensemble perfectly with tailored suede shoes.