IN PASSING Notes and Snapshots

Waikato Times, Volume 121, Issue 20256, 27 July 1937, Page 3

IN PASSING Notes and Snapshots

All the world and his wife went dancing last evening it seems and those who -stayed at home are all preparing to dance later in the week, and then there were the 6tage lovers who went off in their dozens to the opening of the Drama Festival, and the menfolk who are very busy discussing “prospects” at

every available opportunity, so everybody Is fully occupied. It is -strange how one week every now and again is so crammed full of entertainment, and then there is a curious lull for perhaps two or

three weeks. However, “one glorious hour of crowded life” makes up for two or three dull ones as a rule.

I see -someone went in for a little glass-smashing the other day. He must have had what is known as a “glassy eye 1”

Top of the fashion class this week to someone dark-haired and dark-eyed in sage green tailored tweeds with brown velvet cravat and gloves and brown peachbloom hat. A little green terrier in the cravat was a final note of chlo. And there was someone in palest fawn tweeds, faultlessly cut, with rust jumper, lovely brown furs and the most attractive rust halo hat with almost a tam-o'-shanter air at the back, which was most original. Navy, with the tiniest dash of white formed a very delightful frock I saw among others on the street. The wearer who was slim, dark petite and very lovely wore a halo hat and a beautiful fur coat, and had quite the most smartly shod foot I have seen for ages.

The only toplo of the hour, it seems is “on the ball” It’s “offside this,” and “scrum-half” that, and nothing else at all One doesn’t talk of cricket, or of tennis in the sun, One only talks of Rugby, it’s the only thing that’s “done” It’s very tantalising, but I’m losing all my sleep Wondering If there’ll be room for me, when the crowd gets twenty deep I

Felicity went home for the weekend and has come back Jubilant. She has had an old and particularly prized dressing gown which Is In the last stages of disrepair which she flaunted at every opportunity, regardless of the fact that it left practically everything to be desired. At the beginning of the Sales I had a private letter from Felicity’s Mother saying “Dear Penny,— Please DO make Felicity buy a new dressing gown now the Sales hkve begun. She WILL wear that awful affair when she comes home and all her friends think we are letting the poor child starve away from home, it looks so poverty-stricken.” And so on —Well, I did my best, but Felicity merely smiled her sweetest and declined firmly to part with her old one. In vain I pleaded and cajoled and told her she could wear the old ono at home and take the new one when she went away. Felicity was adamant. When she went home this week-end the dressing gown had a large rent in It, and Felicity wore the seraphic smile that I know too well. She returned brandishing a cheque. “Pater the old darling says that he can’t stand that dressing gown any more," she exulted, “and he has parted with the wherewithal for a new one, let’s go down to the Sales to-morrow Penny, they’re sure to be lots cheaper!” Have you seen the most attractive shade that is making its appearance in lots of windows at the moment, and the name of which I am trying to find out for you. It is between a honey-beige and a light tan and is very becoming and should be Ideal for using different shades as contrasts, yet not as colourless as the out-and-out fawns and beiges. It will not he very long I should think ; before the new Spring shades In all their glory will be on show, and we ! will be able to make plans for hle- ] lng ourselves out of our browns, j blacks and navys, Into more llghtj some array. j This week’s faux pas was made ‘ by the girl who thought the SpringI boks were cricketers and wondered I why they had come in the winter.