The Wilmington morning star., 1947-07-22
CYNTHIA
REPORTS
BY CYNTHIA JOHNSON


College friends. separated for
the summer, new friends just max
ing acquaintance - all were on
hand for the festive summer dance
sponsored by the Pan-Hellenlc
council of Wake Forest college
which was held this past Saturday
evening at the Raleigh Memorial
auditorium, Raleigh, N. c.
AS couples strolled in, checked
coats, and glanced around at the
few early arrivals, faces lighted
up in recognition, warn hand
shakes ensued, and introductlons
were made for dates who didn't
know the frat brothers.
The music of Jimmy Marshall
and his Carolinians added just the
needed touch to bring the night to
near perfection. Sooner than eX-
pected, the floor was filled with
dancing fellas and their special
girls. AND. speaking of the girls,
I have never seen such lovely ones
wearing such exquisite gowns. For
example. sorry l don't know the
names of lovelies, but my first
glance at those around me rested
Immediately on a rather tall blonde
who vas beautifully tanned by this
old southern sun. She Wore a to-
mato red dress of silk jersey which
was off On one shoulder with the
other forming a train which fell
to the floor in the back. The skirt
was very tight-fitting, complete
with a slit up the front which
showed off a pair of "eye-lnsplr-
ing ankles. Her blonde hair was
drawn back from her face with a
pair of gold combs and old-fash-
Toned curls tumbled down to her
shoulders. These were accented by
two huge punches of matching red
peoples. The middle of the dress
was a very wide band of twisted
gold braid. and her slippers were
of the same gold braid, fashioned
along the Carmen Miranda style.
she sho' was pretty. And. it
seems l wasn't quite the only one
who had that idea needless to
say the stagline found her early in
the evening ~ and left her only
because the dance had ended.
Styles in evening clothes seem
to follow the mid-riff, off-the-
shoulder, slit-up-the-front fashion,
but the drop-shoulder. very, very
full hoped skirt held its own.
And, all in all, the scene was that
of a bevy of beautiful southern
bellies even more beautifully gown
ed.
Early in the evening the spon-
sors for each fraternity we're pre-
scented with the president of the
respective fraternities. Of course
they had their own private dance
WITH the piece appropriately chos-
en-, "Star-Dust.'
l found that while l was in Wash
ington attending college ! could
never go away from the campus
without running into somebody
from Wilmington. And 1 found
the same thing true at the dance
this past weekend. The first per-
son l saw upon arrival was Miss
Pat Hardwick with Earle Jones.
incidentally. Pat looked mighty
fine in a white gown fashioned
with a low round neck and full
skirt. Representing the home
town femmes were Miss Jane
Sprunt With Graham Barefoot,
Miss Lib Heller, Miss Sue Norton,
Miss Bet BrasWell with Whitley
Aud. and Mrs. Dickie Watts with
Dickie. Imagine my surprise when
1 danced INTO a handsome blonde.
complete with .sun-tan and suit of
matching brown and it turned
out to be an old MINIS colleague
Lehman Lee Greene.
Hoops and curls piled high with
sprays of flowers, ribbon, and ruff
files didn't stop the modern miss
IL VII 1l1Sc1S1lS III tle
music jitterbugging! Ladies
danced sedately to the soft strains
Of The popular MOOD music of the
day. But when MIR. Leaderman'
got "hep,' they did likewise. Those
who were a little old-fashioned to
join in, stepped back to be clear
Of the swaying hoops and jivey
feet of fellas and gals. And, some
Of them ere really Sin there"
Intermission time found every
body at the Carolina Hotel, just
long enough to visit with some of
the gang. then head back for the
dance. Even though they're both
rather small, 1 managed to find
Miss Joyce West and Bobby Russ
in The crowd, so 1 chalked up two
more present from home. But.