Badminton Club

Sun (Auckland), Volume III, Issue 753, 28 August 1929, Page 4

Badminton Club

Gay Fancy Dress Dance At Alfriston EFFECTIVE FLORAL DECORATIONS The Alfriston Public Hall was prettily decorated with multi-coloured streamers and garlands of gay flowers on Monday evening for the Alfriston Badminton Club’s first annual fancy dress ball. There was a largo attendance of visitors and residents of the district. The dance music was supplied by Morrow’s Popular Orchestra, and Mr. F. G. Wight played pleasing extras. Mr. W. G. Moody was master of ceremonies. The awards for the best costumes were:—Woman's most original costume, Mrs. J. Muir as an Old English Lady: women’s best fancy dress, Mrs. R. V\\ Muir as an Eastern Water Carrier: men’s most original costume, Mr. A. R. Dunn as a Vagabond; men s best fancy dress costume, Mr. Naden as a Mexican. Among those present in fancy costume were:—Nlrs. Albert Davies, as a tailor Girl: Mrs. H. Hood, an Onion: Miss Joan McConnell, an Early Victorian Lady; Miss H. Higgins, a Nurse; Mr. \\ . 1Wood, as Roger Tressidy, pirate; Mr. C. 11. Naden, a Mexican; Nlr. A. R. Dunn, a Vagabond; Nlrs. John Muir, an Ola English Lady; Miss Plant, as Ace of Hearts: Nliss C. Fitzpatrick, as Foll> . Airs R Muir, an Eastern Water Carrier: Nlr. J. Plant, a Pierrot. Others present were:—Nlrs. \V niter, wearing a frock of crushed strawberry crepe de chine; Mrs. B. Me Indoe, in black panne velvet, with reliefs of emerald Sreen: Mrs. Haughey. m a flame ciepe de chine frock, worn under lace; Mrs. D. Atkinson, whose frock was of carmine taffeta, with an uneven hemline; Mrs. D. Mclnnes, who was wearing a frock of shot taffeta: Nliss M. Halliwell, in sequined georgette; Nliss Margaret Wedding, who wore wistaria crepe de chine, with shoulder posy of coral pink; Miss B. Barnott. frocked in powder blue crepe de chine, with overskirt oi silver lace. Nliss R. Morris, whose frock was oi apricot georgette; Nliss E. Pallister, m crushed rose crepe de chine, with capeeffect; Miss Thelma Kingston, in shell pink crepe de chine: Miss L Halliwell, who was wearing a frock of name taffeta; Nliss M. C. Horan, in shell pink crepe de chine; Nliss Lillian Savage, Otahuhu, whose frock was of shell pink crepe de chine; Nliss Joyce Clark, Papatoetoe. wearing an embroidered frock, in shades of pinks: Miss H. Smith, in a coral crepe de chine frock, with uneven hemline; Miss C. Haughey, Takanini, tomato patterned crepe de chine, and silk lace.

FASHION NEWS FROM FRANCE

(By

y LUCIENNE GUI)

Every dressmaker will tell you that it is quite easy to sell a model to a ■ woman if she is quite persuaded that it will serve a double role. She may . delight in wearing the same gown for J every function she attends, making ; some small adjustment, to alter the j character of the frock; on the other j hand, she may never think of doing ' such a thing. In either case the sales- 1 woman has only to say: "You see, ; madam, that by removing the coatee j and placing a flower so, you have an j afternoon and an evening gown too.' j And the model is assured of sue- i cess. Two-role Models For example, I saw a model that : comprised a frock of black, white and 1 china-blue crepe de chine, and a coat ! of black crepe. The former had a pretty scalloped skirt and a neckline I edged with small scallops; the armholes also were scalloped, for there were no sleeves. The black crepe coat was scalloped all round, and made with a slightly-pouched bodice, which opened widely to show the front of the frock. Caught at the waist by ; a pretty buckle of blue stones, the j skirt of the coat fell right away, be- 1 coming longer at tbe back rather like a man’s evening coat. “You see, j madam, there is the chic gown for ; the visit, the afternoon, and, when one unfastens the buckle and slips off the coat, behold! there 13 the little frock for the dansant or the early cocktail.” Very charming! Rut I believe the woman who ordered it will always keep on the scalloped coat —it is so smart! Another suit, this time for mornings, had also a dual personality. The skirt was of pleated cream toile-de-soie, and the sleeveless jumper was of jersey cashmere patterned in blue, green and black. A loose coat of toile-de-soie, patterned exactly like the jersey jumper, was slipped on over the suit; but it came off tbe next minute, to be turned inside-out and emerge ps a cream coat lined with patterned material. “Voila, madam, you have the two coats for the price of one. You are all in white, or, if you feel very gay, you have the peacock coat-” And another woman goes away, feeling very virtuous because she has two coats for the price of one! But I know she will never have the heart to turn inside the lovely green, black and white material. Flower Posies Are Over Since we have flowered material for nearly every garmen; we wear, we arc tired of the beautiful artificial posies, without which no self-respecting woman was seen at one time. Hundreds and •'--'".sands of them are languishing, therefore, and many women are without work —which is sad! But Caps are Made of Blossoms

Soon, however, the vogue for the lovely little skill’ caps composed entirely of flowers, instead of felt or straw, will make work in plenty. Velvet is used for most of the fi'wers. which are rarely of any particular family, but colourful and exquisitely made.

I saw a very chic woman wearing one of these caps. Her slim black c tof fine face cloth covered a frock of white crepe de chine trimmed with many rows of hand-worked drawn thread. Her hair was snow white, and was set off perfectly by her cap of black velvet flowers, with diamond dew-drop sparkling in their hearts. Another woman wore a blush rose silk marocain ensemble, and a cap made of flat pink flowers in several shades of rose. Two thick waves of black hair were pressed flat on her cheeks, and dear little dark tendrils curled up over the back of the hat. Her pearls and big stud ear-rings were faintly tinged with pink. I need hardly say she was going to a wedding! Pearls Are Back Talking of pearls, you remember how bored we became with the ropes and ropes which swung from the neck of every woman? But now they are creeping back like pale ghosts and tie are quitd glad to welcome them, for now we are still more bored with the never-ending array of beads which become more and more barbaric every day in the effort to be novel.