The Carnival Spirit.

Auckland Star, Volume LXV, Issue 5, 6 January 1934, Page 3 (Supplement)

The Carnival Spirit.

FEMININE CONTRIBUTION.

ATTRACTIVE FROCKING.

A blue sky ornamented with clouds that looked like tufts of cotton-wool; a gentle breeze and a warm sun gave promise truly on New Year's Day, of a bright 1934. Lucky omens for the year! Boxing Day was pleasant enough, hut in comparison, it lacked the extra warmth that came with the New Year. And there was no tiring monotony of heat either. It seemed, rather, that the weather had decided to take a hand in the pleasure of the day and hy clever regulation, adjust the air just when it might perhaps be becoming a little too warm, and turn on the sun when the biceze was too noticeable. But on the whole, it is a cool summer of races that we have had, and perhaps this accounted for the conspicuous absence of parasols —accessories that give grace to any feminine ensembles. Or perhaps it was the huge, wideDiimmed hate, parasols in themselves, that were worn. The picture hat was there in full force, and it seemed difficult to understand how we could ever have let a summer go by without them. With light frocks they are surely the most becoming of headwear. Their wide, sweeping lines give youth and charm and also that alluring feminine look that is the season's goal. On Looking Lovely. Standing on a vantage point and watching the huge crowd, a casual observer might entertain herself for a minute or two between races, wondering what a race meeting would be like if the women did not express their inherent Gesire to look lovely and wear their prettiest. Gone would be the carnival spirit, and everything would be too shudderingly drab for words. We do not look to the enthusiastic backer for our panorama. The woman whose only aim is to go with so many bank notes snapped neatly together with a rubber band, and return with a bulging purse is the one whose only care is that her hat is a comfortable one and that her shoes are roomy in preference to smart. She may have a good day and plenty of entertainment, but •she contributes little, unless it is a f e ) v ' tips" to her less racy sisters. No, it is the woman who combines a little business with the pleasure of her day a part of her pleasure being to look attractive. Daughters of the Gods. The hemline (it really is a problem, that hem) was interesting this season. With the billowy organdies and muslins, it was, of course, very long. It touched the ground and made its wearers look like "daughters of the gods," so tall, >o fair. But with the straightcr lined H'ocks it was a little shorter. The trim silk suit, one of the most practical ot racing ensembles, was decidedly shorter, and this, with its accompanying smart tailored hat, was very attractive. But the organdies won the day againThey were there in the plain and in the pattern, in the checked weave and in the smooth. And they ran the gamut of all colours. Perhaps the most striking of all was one in brown—a not too dark brown; a brown that he's. lite. The frock of plain material vas moulded to the figure rtntil it reached a line just above the knee from where it was pin-tucked and formed a full "kick-out" flare. A large pin-tucked collar was on the bodice, which had sleeves treated in the same fashion, an the wide-brimmed hat with shallow crow® exactlv matched. A smart ana fashionable note was supplied by a L'ockt-fcather boa which was worn.