The Washington times. [volume] (Washington [D.C.]) 1902-1939, 1907-05-19

~ surdly high heels on absurdly
small shoes-an impression OF
great vivacity. That's Mrs. Hermann
Oelrichs getting out of her automobile.
And she does that, as she does every
thing else, very gracefully 1 often Won
der how she manages 70 be so per-
petually graceful on those tiny feet OF
hers.
For they are small, In fact. they're
the smallest feet among the women OF
our set which is saying a good deal
Quite lately I've noticed a suspicion
Of tightening in Mrs. Hermann Oel-ichs'
mourning.
All last winter she wore heavy black,
but. just 70 carry out the old idea OF
every cloud having a silver lining. we
were given an occasional glimpse Of
petticoats Of an undeniably violet shade
frilling land fiuting under her somber
outer skirts.
The other day. when we nodded 10
each other as We passed In our motors
in the Park, I saw that she was wear
ing a motoring coat of gray-a dull
dark gray, with touches OF bIack-but a
gray, nevertheless.
Later we mutually discarded our
wraps at Sherry's. Then l had a chance
for what our country cousins call "a
good look At IT,
And since we are all interested in
those absolutely necessary things, mo-
toring clothes, you may like to hear
about this coat which really had one OF
TWO new points.
The very newest thing about IL was
the sleeves. And. oddly enough. they
were not sleeves at all. but capeIike at
fairs which did duty for sleeves and did
IL very well. They were put in under
the stitched-down collar in a double or
triple box-pleat, and from there hung
straight and free-not caught down at
all
They were ample enough to wrap well
around you II the wind got rude and
boisterous, and. when standing. fell into
very graceful. effective lines
Indeed. the whole coat was A graceful
floating sort Of thing. which looked
quite as well out OF the motor as in.
II was built Of pongee silk. The
color, as l said, was dull dark gray.
From the neck and shoulders It fell in
pleats. which were stitched down for a
little way and then hung in folds 10 the
bottom Of the coat, which was about
fourteen inches from the ground.
Mrs. oelrichs' Very Smart Touch.
A touch Of black was given in. the
Hercules silk braid which formed the
collar and continued down the front.
The same trimming bOrdered the
sleeves.
How much we are using flowers this
year. Our spring hats are regular small
conservatories-fuH OF bloom-and cor
sage bouquets are not the exception. but
the rule.
Not only have we been wearing all
the most costly dollhouse flowers. but
quite humble blossoms from the garden.
] suppose the vogue for all shades Of
browns and yellows is responsible for
the sudden rise into favor OF the golden
dahodl. I've seen a great many smart
women wearing daffOdils with their tan
costumes this spring.
In Paris they are wearing not real but
artificial flowers for corsage bouquets.
and a good many OF the gowns the great
dressmakers Of France are sending over
10 us are decorated with hower-like
ornaments concocted Of silk and braid
/ don't know whether Mrs. OeIrichs
ordered her motoring coat at Easter
time. but they were Enthusiastically Eas-
Ter lilies made of black braid, which
formed the one fastening Of the front
In planning our summer outfit. the
motor must De reckoned with. for most
Of US spend a good deal Of time flying
about the country in our ''pouf-poufs."
Not that motoring has ever quite won
me from my horses. 1 can't go over to
the automobile enemy as have O. H. P.
Belmont and De Lancey Kane. and all
the others.
But though I still love my sleek
gees" love my motors, too. They do
add 500 tremendously 70 ones comfort
And, Of course, anything which helps
to keep the crumples out of our rose
leaves is not a thing TO be lightly dealt
with
Heavens, I simply shudder when
think OF all the discomforts We used to
80 through TO spend a weekend at a
country house. The nuisance Of getting
into trains and brushing against the
common herd" on the platforms. and
all the noise and dust,
But now, when ! run down to Islip
or Hampstead for a weekend. my mo-
tor is brought to the door. My luggage
is put on top. Marie goes with Francis
in front. 1 in the tonneau. the door Is
shut and-I'm off with no fuss or bother
When was down at Hampstead 1 saw
followed by whole pack OF her adored
Irish terriers. How she loves her dogs
and how they love her, The admiration
seems quite mutual
Mrs. Jimmie" was wearing a rather
smart tan coat which would be equally
good for driving or motoring, In cut
and line it was decidedly sporty" and
suited the wearer admirably. 1 heard
Cholly murmur: by jove! What q
corking coatr' 1t was just the kind OF
garment that would appeal 10 men.
Although. of course. I've often seer
Mrs Jimmie" in very adorabIy fuffy
white evening gowns and pearls,
somehow always think of her flying
cross-country on one Of her big hunters
with her hat damned down over heI
ears. She certainly is a wonder a,
riding She becomes as absorbed in the
"rt and as oblivious to acSearance al