SELECTING A HAT.

Sun (Christchurch), Volume III, Issue 760, 18 July 1916, Page 4

SELECTING A HAT.

HOW THE WOMAN DOES IT. The Woman: Have you any new models? I want something smart that won't make my face look too long. The last one I got here made my face look like a banana. The. Salesperson: We have some bewitching models. The hats this year are exactly what madame needs to bring out the beautiful lines of her cheek and ear. Here is a very chic effect in black straw with a giraffe hair pom-pom. It should be worn over the ear, so. The Woman: Do you think it looks well on me? The Salesperson: Charming! The whole effect is so regal! The Woman: I don't know! It seems to make my nose, look a trifle warped, and I 'm quite sure it makes my chin seem too thick. How much is it? The Salesperson: Only 46 dollars. The Woman: It looks too common! It won't do! Show me something else — something around 25 dollars. The Salesperson: Here is a perfectly sw'oct turban of lisiere straw, trimmed with uncut kangaroo feathers. This model rests on the nose. Notice the holes in the hat brim. You look through them to see where you are going. It is i perfectly sweet. The Woman: No, no! I don't wish ;for a hat that will obscure my eyej brows! 1 have been told that they are ! beautiful. ; The Salesperson: They are, indeed! I Unusually so! Madame would be foolish to cover them! Here is a dainty hat jof green seaweed cloth, with handpainted jellyfish swimming around the crown. So dainty! So unusual! So vivacious! Madame's beauty would be so enhanced! The Woman: Do you think so? Dear me, I'm afraid it's a trifle daring! Don't you think it makes me look a trifle sallow? The Salesperson: Impossible! Madame's complexion is as perfect as a new strawberry shortcake! (And so on for 54 minutes, at the end of which time madame takes the first hat she looked at.) HOW THE MAN DOES IT. The Man: Hat please. Straw hat. The Salesman: What size, sir? The Man: Seven. The Salesman: Here's a nice hat. The Man: Too big. The Salesman: Try this. The Man: How much? The Salesman: Four dollars. The Man: Have my old one sent out, will you? I'll wear this. The Salesman: Thank yon. Good day, sir. \ The Man: 'Dav. —"Puck."