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...unsuspecting tourist. Most strangers who ventured into the dim, cluttered lobby at 82 Jermyn Street were sternly told to try elsewhere. Others, if they were lucky enough to remind the proprietress of some long-vanished Victorian buck or Bostonian pooh-bah, would be clasped to her shapely bosom and regaled with surrealistic reminiscences about old Lord Droopy Drawers and Lady You-Know-'Oo, or "the time we went to Ireland on roller skates...
Even if she has the right amounts of fashion flair and cash to aspire to the lists of the best-dressed, the woman with the wrong amount of bosom will never make it. Couturiers do not design for the bosomy woman; her body disrupts the line of their clothes. Fashion photographers have no use for her; she throws unseemly shadows. In style-conscious Manhattan, the woman with breasts is out; the flat-chested look has been in for almost as long as men have been designing women's clothes, and in with a vengeance ever since...
...another side of the social life, a Cambridge gentlewomen advertised that "Harvard '09 men agreed it was 'remarkable' to learn the WALTZ in three (private) lessons." For formal wear, it was the "Mac Hurdle" full dress shirt: Absolutely no bulge," Mac Hurdle claimed; the patented band and bosom does...
...Nicholas I, "he bullies Europe, and pushes his demands as far as possible . . . If, at the outset, [England and France] had proved that bluster and swagger could not impose on them, the Autocrat would have for them a very different feeling from that contempt which must now animate his bosom...
...canteen filled with rum: magnificently drunk, he loses his bearings, raids his own trench, and kidnaps his colonel. Bandy needs all of his Christian resolve to avoid being seduced by a pillow-breasted wench: "She clutched her arms around my head, burying my face even deeper in her bosom until my nose was bent almost double against her sternum and her nipples were stuck in my earholes like a stethoscope...