Judge — February 1934 — page 26: what you’re looking at

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) ; a \ Saw wore GLAMOUR WITHOUT! CLAMOUR Live enjoyably, live fully—for a day or @ decade — at Hotel St. Regis. A pleasant Oasis of Quietude and Splendour, iso- lated from the Commonplace, yet in the Manhattan Midst Of It All. Here dwell Peaceful Comfort, Charm, Distinguished Social Atmosphere, Cuisine Superlative, ‘end innate Courtesy. Daylight registers daily. All rooms face outside. Radio City! —Just @ few steps away. Central Pork! —Just up the Avenue. 53rd Street sub- way station provides quick access to and | from the Penn. Station and Grand Ce: trol Terminal, Close by the smart shops | ond the theatres There's decorous gay-| ety in the smart Seaglade. Three other restaurants. There is prestige to the address, “At the St. Regis”. Single rooms, $5—$6. Double rooms, $7—$8. Also Parlour, Bedroom, Bath $10 to $20. E. 55th STREET at 5th AVENUE High Hat (Continued from page 9) Weylin—but you ought to find a lot of lovely old gals like yourself to compare wine lists with. Well, we've downed a couple here so let’s get on. There is work to be done. We'll skirt the Madison be- it is already gone 5 and there isn’t a spot for us to crush our way into. We'll do the tomorrow or we'll come back later when the brokers have spent their daily dole and gone home to their mommas. In quick step then we'll trot around to the Marguery on Park Avenue. The tables are as ducky plain wooden as you've seen and there is red leather upholstery to park your own up- holstery. The Marguery will not be overcrowded and we can dally with the nicer pipple for a little and get our wind. Then we'll on to the Park Lane, probably the hottest spot in the hotel whirl these days. There'll be lots here for you to take in and [ want you to be sure not to keep your mouth open in awe. First of all a wallful of Howard Chandler Christy nudes will sock you in the gozozzes when you first enter. You will probably recog- nize a lot of the girls as members of the Vassar team you played on—now grown a little thi nish in the personality—but don’t cry out in alarm. I know you won't be shocked at lassies without adornment —for aren't we all at one time or an- other? Then when Zito comes up to your table to do a caricature of you try not to look like a frog or Zito will get you that way. He doesn’t mean anything by it, he’s just a mis- guided humorous caricaturist. This excitement will take a lot out of us so we'll linger here only a couple of lapups and then amble over to the Ritz to cool off. There isn’t a bit of hotcha in a carload of the Ritz and remember no one ever does chandelier swinging there. So if you should feel like any at this point just pull in your corsets. Curiously you'll find the Ritz prices no longer ritzy After the Ritz we'll want to look in on the Roosevelt Lounge Cafe done in English style with sporting prints on the walls and we'll sink into one of the overstuffed chairs and, while sipping a quick one, we'll get set for the big plunge: dinner at the Waldorf. The Waldorf unquestionably is the ne plus ultra of this entire hotel round. It has five different rooms for absorption, one of them being a marvelously dim place with seashell walls. There actually is a faint odor of the sea (I didn’t say fish) in the 24 Madison some water polo any air. The Waldori has a perfectcuisine and its domestic wines are really palatable and more than 17 hrs. old. Naturally, we'll get our feet wet in the seashell room and then do the wines and fish in the Sert wing. Dinner over you'll want a bit of show. There are several perfect types of entertainment for out of town gals of comiortable years. Of them I would recommend ailor, Beware,” a little thing that won't get the Pulitzer Prize but won't put you to sleep either. After, we might dash down to the Madhattan Room (catch on?) at the Pennsylvania. [I whirl you and gram- maw around a couple of times to the Pennsy’s chic rhythms and we'll split a bottle of hock. Thence to the New Yorker to look over the visiting drum- mers set in a brilliantly garish drinking room) with gold and trimmins, We'll not be able to stand this long, the crush will be there will be plenty to do so we'll off about midnight and look over Billy Rose’s Revue at the Casino de P % We'll take our seats at a table set right in the orchestra of a theatre (think of it) and in true Continental style we'll look over a sort of Folies Bergére display while we sip our Del- beck, Extra Dry. After the show begins our Last Roundup. We'll do the Stork Club (where better babies, not to mention hot mammas, are brought) and we'll see some lively people there. Leon and Eddie’s and the Simplon might be restful and then we'll have to begin looking around for our nightcaps, be- cause if I’m not mistaken 4 a. m. is time for these places to and good little girls like yourselves to be in bed. Moreover I will probably have a date and will have to be get- ting on. So I'll park you guess where—in one of the wettest spots in New York —Child’s—where you can order a stack of wheats with a brandy chaser. €, you remember | Walter, claims after several rounds, the Childs manager will ask you to have a bowl of shredded wheat on the hou When you get a little yawny at the blottos bouncing off your table you can slip over to The Ha Ha Club and get a load of 5 a. m. celebritie But as I say dawn will be about to burst its refreshing magnificence on the world, Life will be stirring; minds will be fresh and vervish; ready to begin the day. Then it will be time for you girls to slip home and pour yourselves into bed. 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