The Ypsilanti daily press. (Ypsilanti, Mich.) 1928-1962, 1946-01-28
Observations
French Women in
Washington Prove
TO be Charming
By HELEN EssARY


inspire the guest-to-5s 70 turn on
particular facts Of personality. In
this town you have 10 be q chanel
con in order 10 survive. Your paint
palette actually requires more
tints than owned by any lizard,
however tropical his birthplace.
In Washington, the perfect guest
must manage 70 sing for his sup
per and melt into the background
with one and the same voice inhec-
tion and double-J ointed epigram.
As international hospitality begins
10 pick up its reins OF leadership
again, the perfect Washington
guest must remember the war, post
war and atom bomb relationship OF
each diplomat within the city gates.
And meanwhile cock an attentive
eye and ear toward the special pre-
JUDGES Of the host and hostess
For example. the other day as
was studying the seating chart in
the hall Of the French embassy.
trying TO discover my place at the
days luncheon, heard Roberta
Wilson's voice behind me. Roberta
is the vivacious wife OF the Secre-
tary OF the Treasury. She Is tae
cabinet wife who always has a gay
story and a bright smile. Mrs.
Vinson, who comes from "Kaintuc-
Ky, was saying in a southern
voice:
Mercy me, whenever l come TO
one OF Madame Bonnet's parties
know l should look my very best.
Isn't the ambassadors wife the
smartest thing? She has such
wonderful figure. And her hats!
i've got to 20 shopping right af-
ter lunch. And here | am, dressed
in my feather hat. But what else
could ! wear coming TO one OF
Madame Bonnet's parties?
Il wonder how often she gets
her hair doneI Excuse me, dear
do you mind?-but there's a little
strand OF your hair sort OF falling
down your neck. There you are.
Now that's perfect. | must re.
member TO hold myself straight
BY this time we had arrived IN
the embassy drawing room. Mad.
anne Bonnet, one OF the cleverest
ambassadorial wives in the capital,
came hurrying forward with a
charming greeting. All the am
bassadorial and diplomatic wives In
Washington are clever now. This
IS no time nor place for the casual
approach.
Just as we had anticipated,
Madame Bonnet looked outrageous
ly chic. AS II she had been melt
ed into her black gown. Sort OF
concave about the waistline. And
convex where convexity is desir-
able. In half a minute she had in
troduced a lively blonde person
whose name seemed TO be some
thing like "Ghee-Ghee". Chez.
Chez is the secretary OF Mons.
Bonnet.
"Ghee-Ghee," said Madame Bon
net, your hair is a beautiful color
now. Ghee-Ghee, you look charm.
ing. But then always GheeGhee
looks charming. Even in prison
For two years. every night, when
the Germans were most vicious,
Ghee-Ghee put her hair up in curl
ers. Is II not true, Ghee-Ghee? -
"Ah, yes. certainment." said
Ghee-Ghee with her magnetic smile
"Ah. OF course. Always | knew
must look my best for those
Germans. had to keep myself
what, what you say-oop. They
would have been more cruel II !
looked too ug-lee."
"Ghee-Ghee helped -lany prison
ers escape" said Madame Bonnet.
"She was one-woman under
ground. She saved many lives.
Every day she did something for
France. And all the time she made
the Germans think she was happy
and gay. She mended her clothes"
At the luncheon table, ! caught
me another blonde conversational
list She was Madame Birard. wife
OF the counselor OF the embassy.
She was very young and cheerful.
She had a long hair-do and the
pinkest OF natural pink cheeks.
We talked about housekeeping and
how luffly Is Washington. She had
much TO do at home, she said.
Her house was big and she had
one domestique.
The meal was drawing to an end.
The sweet was brought TO the
table. A most delectable sweet.
Fluffy and full OF crunchy delicac-
ies. | heard Madame Bonnet's
voice: Madame Birard is very
capable. She makes wonderful
creams"
You make creams?' I said to
pretty Madame Birard, studying
her soft pink skin. DO you sell
your creams7"
Not yet" laughed Madame
Birard. But I tell my husban' II
he ees not diplomat open pastry
shop. Thees cream we have eat
make maybe"
Madame Bonnet had not been
talking about cream for the face.
II was the cream in the-how I call
it7-in the tart,
INJURIES SISTER