Judge — March 28, 1914 — page 8: what you’re looking at

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"VE HAD a perfectly lovely day! It is worth keeping a diary when one has such rip- ping times. I'll have to get a secretary and dictate to her, for I'm so tired when I get laced up in my reduction corset for the night that I can hardly remember the really important events. How interesting this will be to read in the years to come! Perhaps I may be able to make a book out of it. I rose at seven for my before-breakfast trot in the park, and as the day was a little overcast, I wore my heavy black and white plaid riding breeches, with the skirt coat and black boots. The soft felt hat that goes with this is a darling, and the black crop gives the whole rig a flair. How the men stared! I put on the new rose liberty silk neg- ligee at breakfast in my room, with the pink and gold nightcap. Ah, how sweet life seems in clothes like those! Cora Daggers actually forced her way up to ask me to tea at the Ritz. I suppose she fancied she'd find me in curl papers, with a complexion mask on; but I gave her some chocolate and put my feet, in the new pink velvet mules, on a chair where she couldn’t help seeing them. She said she just met Billy going out. She has as much tact as a giraffe. Fancy mentioning one’s husband to one at such an unearthly hour in the day, especially THE HONEYMOON | Her Busy Day | | By KATE MASTERSON } when she knows that Billy and I don’t speak ! After she’d gone, I dressed and went shopping. Wore the black satin frock with the fringed tunic for the first time. It’s terribly smart! Impossible to walk more than a few steps in. I ’phoned for a victoria. Couldn't possibly climb into ahansom. The velvet hat with the vul- ture plumes goes well with this gown, and I carried the dull-gold handbag and an ermine muff. Met Reggie Van Puppe coming out of his club and took him along with me to pick out some underslips. He has such perfect taste. I asked him to drop in for tea accidentally. Dag- gers bores me to extinction unless there’s a man around. Luncheon at the Plaza with the Buttyns. It’s a good thing those girls are rich and canentertain. They are Pittsburgh and no mistake. I thought I'd pass away when they ordered soup. Soup at luncheon! Poor things! And such clothes! I wore the Irish crochet robe, with my string of smoky pearls and the mauve velvet hat. My hair was done TRIP as it should be, very low, with little curls at the ears, The sables Billy gave me go so beauti- fully with this gown that I had to wear them, although I swore I never would. A new man came up, and they seemed to know him and didn’t introduce us. He asked me if I wasn’t Maxine Elliott. 1 told him yes and asked him to come to the Ritz for tea. It will make Reggie wild. Then I took a look in at Julie's, to see how the new duds are coming on, and or- dered a couple of hats to go with them. She let me have that lace veil I liked for sixty dollars. It pays to have these shop people like you. I tried on so many hats Thad just time to dress for tea. Ivory white velvet, with ermine bands and gold A CITY MAN'S IDEA OP A QUIFT MORNING IN THE COUNTRY comicbooks.com