St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1889-12-26
Fantasies OF Fashion in Bed
Room Furnishin IS Of the
Richest Order.
Bath Rooms of Marble and Tile
in Blue--Pictures Of
Lovely Women.
Decorations More Gorgeous
Than Ever Attracted a
King or Queen.

room, whose four windows look out,
two on Fifth avenue and two on Fifty
Second street. This platform is two
steps high.
The bedStead is of rosewood, and the
canopy used to be lined with an cnOr-
nous plate-glaSS mirror. The mirror
was taken out year or two ago and is
now replaced by the more conventional
Old-roSe satin. The room has an inlaid
floor, covered with rugs, and its win
dows are in part of stained glass, but
this does not show from the outside. for
the windows are double, the stained
glass being but screen inside the clear
plate.
There is no individuality in the az
rangement of little things about the
room. All are in the same cold and
stately style as the enthr0ned bed. Mrs.
Vanderbilt is not a person to indulge IN
anv vagaries of fancy on her own part,
or TO encourage by purchase such va
carries on the parts of others. The
rooms looks like one in very high-class
hotel. People who are received by
Mrs. Vanderbilt before she arises for
the day say the place never looks as if
it were room woman lived Ill or
slept in. Everything is as Mrs. Car
lyle's maid said of RaphaePS Madonna,
every expensive" and that is really the
most striking feature ABOUT 1T.
Pie bathroom is quite gorgeous at
fair. all tiled in blue and with pictures
of Undines and the Lorplei and various
water-oving ladies in the tiles. The
tub, like all the rest in the house, is
followed out of solid block of fine
marble. with silver fittings of course,
and ali the Imaginable fol-derOl OF
steam and shower apparatus.
MRS. F. w. VANDERBILT'S BOUD0IR.
An atmosphere and appearance of
violets and roses impresses you on en-
tering the bedroom and boudOir of Mrs.
Frederick w. Vanderbilt. Everything
is literally coul,.ur de rose, and the
scent of the violet is over it all. The
dressing table is hung with sOftpst silks
of a delicate pink, the splendid big bed
with its lace-bOrdered pillows is draped
with the same rosy StuifS, and the light
falls through the windows made IA
dainty soft like a summers dawn.
All of Mrs. VandPrblt's toilet articles
are of the most magnificent silver. The
designs are beautifully carved upon the
hundred and one pretty things that 30
nowadays TO make up fashionable
woman's toilet impedimenta. Even
what Ravvy in "Erminie" calls ''terth
brushes" are beautifully mounted with
chased silver handles.
A delicious, bewildering fragrance of
wood violets floats on what a poet
would call the ambient air." for that
is Mrs. VandprbiIt's favorite perfume,
and everything that she uses or touches
is peJneated with it.
In one corner of her bOudOir,
charming nook in an angle made by
two windows, is a luxurious lounge,
heaped with dOwny cushions, a dear
little gilded chair, with SpideIy. spindly
legs, and quite too delightful kid
ney" table. Perhaps you don't know
exactly what that is. 1t is all odd-shaped
table, exactly like a lambs kidnpy-the
sort of kidneys you are fond of when
"deviled' for luncheon or late supper.
Mrs. Vanderbilt's table is of smOothest
white enamel, and it is covered with an
odd tint of blue gray velvet which runs
to within three inches of the edgeS.
leaving margin of enamel. On this
table are all the implements necessary
or imaginable for the convenience
of correspondence. In the center
is the blotting-b book, bound in solid sill
yer. having Mrs. Vanderbilt's initials in
relief. There is the beautiful ink-stand,
also of finest silver; there are tray for
pens and rack for pencils and pen-
holders. There is acunning little banjo
for holding postage stamps: there is
pen sponge cased in solid silver; there
are more things than you and ever
dreamed of, and all are exquisitely
dainty and pretty, and all in solid sill
yer. Mrs. Vanderbilt generally uses
fine, plain paper in her correspondence,
though some Of it has either the ad-
dress, her initial or her Christian name,
done in silver letters on the dainty
sheets, and every bit of it, every en-
velope, is redoleRt of violetS.
MRS. BLANCHARD'S BED ROOM.
Mrs. George r. Blanchard, who lives
at No. l Washington square, is the little
strawberry blonde wife of big Mr..
Blanchard, the whilom vice president
of the Erie railroad. Their home is one
of the most beautiful in all New York
in it's indoor aspects. RafterS play a
large part in it. The great entrance
hall has raftered ceiling that makes it
look like ft opening into a harOnial
hall. Mrs. Blanchard's room faces
Washington square and University
place from the second floor. 1t has
madiseval aspect, too. the ceiling being
of dark, rich wood, with heavy rafterS
and beams sustaining it. The enormous
mahogany bed stands in an alcove,
dressed without fripperies, which |
would be out of place in such a room. |
1t has the latest arrangement of pillows, |
which is no pillows at ali. but two round |
holsters, one at the head and one at the |
foot. both Of which are covered with |
silk of the tint prevailing in the room
in this case warm, yellOwish artistic |
red. All the chairs are in the same |
all but ecclesiastical style.
1t is very fine, but upon my word l |
don't know where the mistress sits when |
she wants to be comfortab e. The great
est ornament i'm the room is unQueStion- |
ably the big Dutch-tiled fireplace. 1t |
has bric-a-brac mantelpiece that goes |
all the way up to the ceiling, and offers |
for all the too too utter
teapots Oscar Wilde himself ever want
ed in his blue china days. Inside the |
fireplace is CRATE resting on andirons, |
and on either side of this, against the |
wall of the chimney, are little mah0g-
any benches.
The dressing table is furnished in an
tiQue silver and Bohemian glass. The |
red bottles are not on the slender, as-
thetic order, but are aldermanic in their
Of course. there is the big |
cheval glass that no woman who pre-
tends to dress any more than nun can
do without.
FEW NovELIsTs' BoUDOIRs IN NEW |
YORK.
Oddly enough, the boudoir that figures |
so prominently in the so-called fashion, |
able novel is only conspicuous by its alb |
sence in New York fashionable life. |
The average New York woman does |
not seem to take to real luxury, the lux !
ury of ease-the dolce far niente sort of |
thing. l don't know whether it is be- |
cause of her energy of character or be- |
cause she is so new to her money. AS a |
matter of fact, not one woman out of |
ten among the most money-spending |
fashionables has anything that by any |
stretch can be called morning-room or |
bOudoir, or any apartment that shows |
or gives suggestions of |
unlaced reclining hours. believe they |
think that would be little immoral.
One sign of change in this respect |
is the custom of having a lounge-not a