Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1926-09-05

n T was the fruit of one OF those
minutes of originality which had
put the name of Cachou on so
many fashion labels. In season
when lean mannikins hypnotized
women into believing that they need
not consider hips or fat shoulders, in
a season when hair was uncurled and
even thick necks dared the boyish
shingle. Cachou tossed into the dress
arena a dissenting gown. He made
it of cream lace, like fine cobwebs,
though lace had definitely ceased to
he in fashion, and gave 1t a gentle
fullness which stopped at the ankles
though the mandate was that evening
gowns must either trail luxuriously or
stay in midair.
The fashion magazines all noted it
because it was CachOus, and quoted
him with interest. 1t made good
reading.
"a lady's dress" he said. "a gra-
cious dress, which has forgotten fash
ion, the bouleyards and the struggle
for feminine equality. But it has not
forgotten woman. At her best WON
an is not provocative but alluring-
always through the ages, through the
fashions The time comes when I
seek to remind the world of that, and
to remind women themselves of many
possess.
The short, close dress Of feminist
world have made 1t; / use the tri-
umphant al-cloth--yes-the velvet
Of dignity and beautiful contrast; but
lace is woman's best fabric. For what
does It mean but gallantry in man and
allure i'll woman"
The Cachou model was never extern
sively reproduced. because it was I'M
possible to do so except in expensive
material. Here and there, however.
x * 4. x
MRS. jefferson X. Henzel sat in the
AVA French room at Dukes. She
looked little tired in spite of having
lust come from the beauty parlor.
where she had been maSSaged and
creamed and dyed and rouged with
great skill. She knew that she wasn't
hoautiful-that she wasn't even lovely
any more. She knew she was forty
eight. She didn't please Jeff any
longer. Besides, it was hideous, hav-
ing to keep wondering if your hus-
band was noting your gathering age
and knocking at your make-up-or,
worse yet. being charitably Indifferent
while he looked at the fresh youth Of
some other woman.
The saIeswoman, as she held a dress
before Mrs. Hcnzel began to speak:
Its really q lovely gOwn-just
what you want foE quiet dinners. 1t
has the slenderiZing line. and with
your hair the gold would be perfect"
i've tried those slender evening
GOWNS" said Mrs. Jefferson Henzel.
IT don't know why it is. but I seem to
stick out-on the hips. I'm thin
enough. goodness knows. But my
bones don't go in when 1 diet"
"Well, let's try something else; shall
vno'
The saleswoman brought them out
reverentIy, one by one, singing before
each gown her little paean of praise,
and Mrs. HenZel regarded them drear-
liy 1t wasn't that they weren't love
~. They were TOO lovely. too daring.
Suppose she should buy one of them
and Jeff should look at it as he had
at the mahogany velvet she had tried
last month"; and say. Its n lovely
color, Sally, but is 1t just your Dress"
He used to say that, and she hadn't
cared because 1t meant that he was
critical because he loved her beauty
500 wears ago. Now he said It be-
cause he knew vaguely that there was
something wrong-or perhaps he
knew accurately and was too ashamed
to admit it--or too kind. The Atkins
woman had worn red the night Jeff
had first noticed her. Men always no
ticed red. Mrs Henzel shook her
head at the current gown displayed
before her.
II don't know why exactly. but
none of them suit me-" she said.
The girl dived into a closet and
came back with discouraged look.
There's gown here" she said,
"from Cachou. It's very lovely, l
think"
That cream thread lace reminded
Mrs. Henzel Of Something--she didn't
know what. 1t somehow soothed her
after the array of startling effects. OF
suddenly draped skirts, bright, brave
dresses that meant you'd have to be
KEYED ND to wear them-remlnlscent
If all the weary evenings she spent
irving to be gay and to initiate the
youth of her sons generation.
1T has no style" she decided. but
think III try it on"
"Style." suggested the saiesWoman.
cheering up. why. it has personal
ity. I've always loved this little
model"
She jed The way into a more secret
room and rang for n filter IN case
Mrs Henzel wanted the gown. Mrs.
l[enzel amused afth girls efficiency,
followed her.
An old womans dress she said to
herself We'll. that's what / am. III
wear it when JEFF isn't home. And