Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1927-09-13
SUB ROSA
BY MIMI.

Patricia had an idea that it didn t
matter in the slightest what you wore
as long as your clothes always looked
bit more expensive than those of
any other girl present.
She had gorgeous furs, Jewels. hats,
shoes and gowns, so she could afford
to put this rule into practice.
She had never made study of
clothes. but she had very decided ideas
about them. In ner estimation the
best looking coat was the one with
the most expensive fur dripping from
it. The SmarteSt dress was that in
which the material looked as if it
cost $50 a square inch, and the most
stunning shoes were those amazing
French evening creations with jew
eled straps and manyhued mother-of-
pearl kid.
That gives you a pretty good idea
of her sartorial outlook on life.
Well. she got a terrific kick one
day when some young college sheik
asked her to go to a golf game with
him. He wanted to drive her out to
the links. watch the game. drive back
to the city and have a quiet dinner.
Pat was in the seventh heaven.
She spent hours getting ready for
the big event. and the effect when
she appeared was miraculous, to say
the least.
She had on a really gorgeous satin
coat, the kind that winds and winds
about the figure, giving one the effect
of a well dressed cobra. The sable
collar on the coat was enough to
make any New York society woman
look a trifle dazed.
Then, as to head, Pat was turbaned
sleekly. She was SIS dangling with
very odd jade earrings. And on the
slim patrician feet were exquisitely
cut satin slippers.
AS Pat is a golden and brown com
bination of loveliness, the effect was
dazzling, and / think she might even
have got away with the costume, if
they hadn't met some other young
friends out at the game.
When Pats boy friend got an eye
full of Dorothy, Pats pal-who ~in
beige tweed. mannish felt hat and
dark brown brogues, was surveying
the game perched on shooting stick,
and looking awfully smart and COM
fortable--he turned around and gave
his little companion another look.
Pat wasn't having such a terribly
good time. Walking across a golf
course in tight satin slippers isn't
the grandest sensation in the world
Neither is trying to sit on a shoot
ing stick, when your coat has to
be draped and held just SO as to make
the right impression.
Pats Lothario took in all the muss
and fuss of her appearance, and then
quietly but firmly made a date with
Dot.
The moral of this horrible story is
apparent even to those who can't read.
1t doesn't matter bit how much
you pay for your clothes-if you wear
them on the wrong occasion they're
worth nothing to anybody, least of all
to yourself.
Stunning sport clothes are a total
loss at an affair where smart after
noon dresses are the order of the day.
A gorgeous evening dress looks
ridiculous and fussy at small dinner
party. where the other girls are wear
ing Powered chiffons.
A perfect hiking costume with beau.
tiful kid coat and smartly matching
suede hat and shoes is hooted out
of bounds If the rest of the crowd is
wearing old dirty sweaters and
sneakers.
You've got to dress to fit in the
picture, or your most beautiful effects
will be shattered with derision and
ridicule.
There is a time when the most
gorgeous clothes are at a disad-
vantage.
Dress for the part you're playing,
and you'll be more likely to play
the star role.
Copyright 1927
MIMI VIII he glad to answer any iilnuirlPs
directed to this paper. provided a stamped.
addressed envelope is inclOsed