"Really?!"
"Oh, yes, Irene. I'm sure that's her. Sitting there cool as a cucumber in her Daché hat and summer furs. The nerve!"
"And it's true she used to work at Black's?"
"Oh, indeedy-do, my dear. Standing there at the perfume counter, palming that putrid Summer Rain off on Park Avene playgirls who don't know any better. Oh, I've seen her kind before. I wasn't born yesterday!"
"Well, what do you know. So I guess it really is true - Stephen Haines is stepping out on Mary!"
That's because Mary Haines suffers from the unforgivable sin, female odor...
ReplyDeleteOh, it could be worse - I hear there are days when you don't want to be in the same building as Edith Potter...
DeleteHow can Mary Haines expect to keep Stephen with those crossed eyes of hers? At least her friends have the sense to where attractive, corrective eyeglasses.
ReplyDelete"And by the way, there's a name for you ladies, but it isn't used in high society -- outside of a kennel."
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"Our newest one-piece foundation garment - zips up the back and no bones!"
DeleteI've been looking for the source of that image for years, since I'm about 90% sure the brunette is my grandmother and 80% the woman next to her is her sister-in-law. I know they both modeled in Manhattan but apparently something terribly traumatic happened to my grandmother and she quit modeling and burned nearly all her photos.
ReplyDeleteThat's fascinating, Rhiannon! I have no idea where it came from, alas; I tend to trawl on keywords like "gossip," "vintage," and "matrons," just to see what comes up (which then involves having to wade through a lot of women-in-prison softcore, but that's another story.
DeleteThe Grandmother Muscato who was in vaudeville as a child only saved a couple of photos as well - tantalizing stuff...