Shop Talk

Many nice things can be said of the Peggy Glynn treatment. You take it from the depths of one of the world’s most comfortable chairs. The treatment room at 10 Park avenue is quiet and attractive. The preparations are extremely pleasant and they work wonders with your skin. But all this can be said of other treatments. The unusual feature is the restfulness of it all. Miss Glynn does the work herself, and her touch in massaging is extraordinary. She finds the right muscles with a baffling skill. Your correspondent, or old hawk-eye, went there to see what it was all about and not to miss a trick. Sleep came down on us, not like a cloak, poetically, but like repose. After all, we have our public to think of. Back and arms are included in this facial and time is not spared. The work goes on for all of three-quarters of an hour and the results are exceptionally fine.

Into a world full of good ideas, invented by anticipating ancients, Bergdorf Goodman has managed to launch something that deserves the often abused description of “new”—a talcum-power atomizer. A modern oblong glass bottle decorated with a few engraved stripes has a silver metal top with a hole at one end, and at the other, a silk covered tube that ends in a rubber bulb concealed in a large silk tassel. With this implement you may spray powder at your lately bathed self, without the bother of refractory cans or the mess of puffs. Although by virtue of its very modern design it seems to belong in a white-tile kind of bathroom—sunken bathtub, concealed lighting, peach colored towels, and all that—its practicality should give it a place besides the most sternly utilitarian bathtub. It seems to me a very good idea—am I wrong?

Let me tell you that no matter how lovely the weather seems to you now, there’s going to be rain and lots of it before the summer winds to its close, and a good idea would be a trip to Saks Fifth Avenue, with the object in view of purchasing one of their #ew and very smart umbrellas. Many of them have leather-covered handles, some of them are polished wood, and one model has a handle that looks like those mercury balls in suburban flower-gardens — awful there, but rather nice as an umbrella handle. But what I particularly like about these umbrellas is that they are longer than the ones we have been carrying, long enough to reach the floor when carried by the handle. I’m delighted with them, I like an umbrella that I can lean on myself.

Now that we are all wearing clips and liking them very much indeed for themselves, forward-thinking shops seem to have decided that there should be some utilitarian purpose beyond mere decoration connected with clips, and so Altman has come out with some that contain watches. These are clips that you must love for something beyond their lovely selves, these are clips with a serious purpose in life. One kind is of rhinestones in a nice direct geometric design with the watch set right on top, where you can see it, clipped to your cuff. Another is made of vari-colored stones— rubies, emeralds, and so on—and has a dangling appendage of the same jewels with the watch underneath, reminding one faintly of the watches that were pinned to starched shirtwaists in the pristine years of this century. They are extremely well-made pieces of jewelry, and, although not real, approximate the effect and the workmanship, and the prices are nothing to sneeze at, either.