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Ramblin' Roses and Flyin' Bricks
It's Fall again and the smell of mothballs is in the air. Multi-colored leaves can be seen on the trees and it's a beautiful sight to behold until you start thinking about how the leaves will start falling all over the lawn in the next few weeks at which time they will not look nearly so pretty. Husbands and wives have already started hinting around as to what they want for Christmas. Children are getting a little better as Santa Claus time approaches. Not much better, you understand, but some better. Merchants are displaying clothes and hoping a cold spell comes along early so they'll have a longer selling season. The Good Lord fixed things pretty good for us. By the time we get tired of one season along comes another. Right now we all like Fall the best. Next February we reserve the right to change over and like Spring the best. Inspection Time Getting back to this clothing business, though, it does present a problem. The suits we put away last April may or may not be wearable. All over the country, right this minute, people are getting out last year's suits, holding them up to a bulb and hoping they don't see tiny rays of light sifting through. It would certainly be a saving to people if the style designers would come out with a sort of air-conditioned suit. I have so many of that kind, and actually, a few holes in the right places certainly wouldn't hurt anything. People are funny about their clothes anyway. Somebody will brag on a suit you're wearing and you'll make out like you don't think so much of it when all the time you think it's about the smartest thing you ever bought. You wouldn't have paid $69.95 for it if you hadn't thought it was pretty. People occasionally tell me a suit looks nice, just to be polite or something, and I always say, "Aw, it's just an old suit I've had four or five years." As a matter of fact, it's the only wearable suit I have and I just bought I back in the Fall of '56. The Transition Women pay $15 for a gorgeous slip and then have a running fit if is shows. A slip, by the way, is the same thing an underskirt used to be before it was a petticoat. They spend $1.95 for a pair of hose and then feel a little discomforted if a man stares at them. They feel even worse if they don't. A man spends ten bucks for a hat, which he has to take off in elevators, theaters, cafes, homes, offices and during the playing of National Anthem and Alma Mater songs. A woman pays about 25 bucks for a hat but actually gets more for her money because she doesn't have to take it off. This elevator business, incidentally, is something I never have been able to figure out. In a crowded elevator a man's hat gets squashed and takes up more room than it would if he left it on. ON the other hand, some of the hats women wear are so broad a passenger can't see what floor he's approaching. These remarks, to some extent, are prompted by the fact that I'm a little on the bald-headed side. Women, of course, spent four times as much money on clothes than do men, but, on the other hand, they look four times better.
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