DASH AND SPLASH SUITS WHERE BREAKERS BOOM
Jottings About Town
VEILED WOMEN DUT the veil m which Milady is taking an interest this summer isn't m the least, like those beneath -which the young things of Turkey conceal their . strongly suspected, charms. About, two tnenes of filmy black lace or not dangles provoking\y over eyes and nose. Tins is usually worn with something pniiill iind smart m the toque line. line, which peeped out very alluringly from a. Wellington shop window, was of stiff black satin, high -crowned, its brim .hidden under a line of scarlet leaves..The VOil liacl jUSt two big" heartehapod "beauty spots," - one of which would come just above an eyebrow and the other almost at the tip of the wearer's nose. To-day's idea of a veil, while it doesn't conceal very much, except an occasional wrinkle, nevertheless adds a piquant touch of shadow to the eyes. BLOSSOMS & BRIDE DINKY, a silky-coated and 'very • J aristocratic Pomeranian dog, is feeling rather lonesome these days, and hopes very much that his pretty mistress, (whose name was Lorna Trengrove, until she decided on changing it to Mrs. Howard Ellis) will hurry up> with her honeymoon. The, wedding was at Saint Paul's, Wellington, and about two .hundred guests polished up their toppers for the occasion. Lorna— who is a true 'Grecian type, with bronze Eton crop to set off sparkling brown eyes and black lashes — wore a lovely frock of cream embossed , georgette, made with long, tight sleeves, uneven hem and a sweeping train, at the en.d of which glittered a diamante lovers' knot. There were four bridesmaids, Ida Searle, Jocelyn Joliffe, Dulcie Gardner and Marian Nahr, two wearing frocks of green silk velvet, edged with a deep uneven hem of silk net, and two golden trock^ of the same, material. Little black satin court shoes, hats of finest black crinoline straw, and sheaves of tangerine Iceland poppies and golden tulips completed the ensembles.- Two tiny blossom -maids, Shirley and Colleen Bohan, wore frocks of gold tulle, gathered into many frills, alid golden Juliet caps of tinsel lace edged with leaf green. • The bride's bouquet was .of cream and yellow, roses, and . her veil of Limerick lace. Mrs. A. S. Trengrove — pretty mother of an equally pretty daughter — wore black and silver, and Mrs. Ellis, mother of the bridegroom, black and cyclamen." ■
CHEERY COOK
THE gentleman who looks like Shei*- ; lock Holmes, but- much more cheerful and less blbodhoiLmdish, is Harison Cook, ' who, , as. Technique Director of, the '■' League of , 'Nations Pageant, has been roaming, happily about, pipe m mouth, and brightening the', lot ■ of . the harassed' carnival officials. Harison Cook has a bas so voice, as big as his' 1 pipe, and as mellow. He was basso, prof undo — the deepest they, ever, had; — of the' Carl Rosa Opera Company, which does ' : hefty work m London's entertainment ci r - cles, and . made his. big hit m the parit of "Mephistopheles," with which role his striking face and twinkling eyeS are particularly well suited. 'Out m old N.Z., where he arrived some few years ago, he has been very successful as a producer of amateur theatricals, and has built up a great deal of popularity among new friends.
WHAT, AGAIN?
"pENTLEMEN Prefer. Aeroplanes" is the taking title of a book by E; F. Spanner, who has- written several others on the same light and airy subject. In these days .when mail and woman alike are taking a keen interest m the airways, and most good wives are hoping that George will come across with a two-seater Moth, just backyard size, for Christmas, a man who Gart write a good, sound, interesting book on the ins and outs of the business — technical, largely, but all of it to the man or woman m the bus— is much to be commended. We of New Zealand are particularly interested m ' the subject just now. what with the flutter Kingsford Smith caused m our dovecots and the .general talk, of .possible air. bust's. So the book is a good one for .wing-worship-pers to keep on their shelves.
Jottings About Town
DIANA'S DANCE MOT many parties take such ener- •^ getic whipping of cream, and uncorking of bottled cherries as that which the Richard Aliens, of "The Mill House," Fendalton, Christchurch, gave m honor of their pretty daughter, Diana. The countryside for miles around had been ransacked for biossoms, and everything m the ballroom was lovely, including Dl. f wno wore a blush-pink scalloped frock of satin, its^ edge a garden of tiny rosebuds, ending m a hem of beige lace which added the popular transparent touch. Christchurch drawing-rooms were practically emptied of boiled shirts and fur coats for the night, for, as ouc dear old. snob -sheets express it, "everybody -who WAS anybody was _ there." Mrs, Allen , did the honors," wearing a •draped 'fr.ock of silver lace mounted on pale pink lame and finished with swathed .sash of silver lace. THE BIRD MAN COPT ' American voices murmured ***„ "Oh, boy!" and "Sure, she's some peach ! " at . the private screening ot "The Legion of the Condemned," which, was' shown at the Regent Theatre, Wellington. But they didn't refer to the inch-long eyelashes and yard-long ankles of any of our scintillating young screen things. The praise was air due to the dragonfly wings of aeroplanes, and the splendid skill which their pilots showed. '■ The picture is another "flying epic" and may be described as the eagle's tail feathers. The condemned bit comes m because the legion is supposed to draw its recruits from very nice young men who have committed murders, and other mistakes, and are consequently feeling frightfully sorry for themselves. . * A lady of Monte Carlo, who prevents one hero from pulling a trigger when the revolver is m close proximity to his eye, does so with a bit of mordant wit. "You can't Wow out what you haven't: got," says she, smiling cynically.. Commander Byrd showed once again how the fascination of flying has him m its grip by bringing his South Pole seekers and his . pet dog along to the screening. Hence all the, "Oh boys" from this gallant fraternity, , who will soon be on familiar terms. with aeroplanes. The* Commander saw "Wings" three times— not for the sake of. its pretty .mademoiselles, but because of the wonderful demonstration of flying skill. given m this picture. ..; POPULAR PAT T"O be engaged to New Zealand"s best ■ stunt artist among aviators would be. at least, thrilling,, and Pat Schmidt, who when . she doesn't wear furs and a natty ' hat dons the' uniform of the Christchurch Hospital, must quite often get a crick m her neck watching . Morrie Buckley's small Grebe turn somersaults. Pat is a popular lass, who, nevertheless, has chosen of her own free will, the somewhat stony, path % of a public hos- ] pital nurse. Morrie — . otherwise Captain Buckley, of the Wigram Aerodrome — looks Irish, acts Irish, 0 hut is actually good old New • Zealanclish. The twcT should make an . interesting married pair. ■■ and perhaps Pat may yet be the" first girl flier to hop the .Tasman.w thenarkqwWa y INTERESTING, it is, to learn that a A certain confectionery judge, speaking at the London Bakers'. Exhibition, boldly declares that modern chocolates are as "slimming" as the . heart of woman can desire, and that to. eat chocs, and grow ,thin should be r the programme of every lass who wants to combine patriotism with beauty. Hitherto, we've certainly had the idea that" you can't keep a good girl down except by feeding -her- — if at all — pn lettuce leaves and blacK coffee. Woman's chief present-day ambition has been diagnosed as the will to be weighed m the balance and" found wanting by several stone. . But most of us cherish a; sneaking weakness for chocolates, particularly the squelchy kind with the pineapple insides, arid a good old brew of cocoa., made over the wee* spirit stove, goes by no : means. badly at times. So congratulations to the judge who has managed to. combine the right size m corsets with the right size m chocs.
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NZ Truth, Issue 1199, 22 November 1928, Page 19
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