RANDOM REMINDER

Press, Volume CII, Issue 30107, 16 April 1963, Page 17

RANDOM REMINDER

PUZZLEMENT

Yesterday we were talking about a mannequin parade which we distinguished with our presence—in, of course, a watching role. And we have since wondered, in our wandering way, about the mannequins. One can not but be impressed by the splendid carriage of these handsome young women—their poise and confidence, their charm, their elegance. They look cool in fur coats in a stuffy room, yet on a cold night, they can appear

in bathing suits of about pocket handkerchief size and never be embarrassed by goose pimples. They can make repeated and rapid changes, and appear each time without a hair out of place. But what are they like at home? Do these svelte creatures perform like other daughters? Do they toss their elegant clothes about all over the place, and never know where to find anything? Do mannequins at home find

they simply have nothing to wear? Do they like to drink their coffee black and often, sprawlea out on a carpet in slacks while listening to the more obscure works of Mr David Brubeck and reading Ruskin? Do they have to rush about in the mornings like mad things because they are in danger of missing their buses? Do they spend interminable hours in the bathroom while they are so engaged? Are mannequins schizophrenic?