Word: coats
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...left of the curtains waited a middle-aged man in a cutaway coat. He kept pulling out his handkerchief and putting it back again; he fidgeted with his necktie. Clearly he too felt the suspense of this taut interval, this moment so charged with imminent revelations. What mystery waited for exploitation?what exotic, perhaps sinister spectacle would be disclosed upon that curtained dais?. . . The curtains twitched again. Then slowly, awfully, they were drawn back. There, stripped of all covering, backed by a golden screen and brilliantly illuminated from above and below, stood nine Chippendale chairs...
Instantly relief overtook the people in the red room. The man in the cutaway coat began to recite a chant, while his listeners turned around and smiled at one another, signaled and whispered, some even rising from their chairs to shout aloud. They were, in person or by proxy, the 700 millionaires who had been invited to come to this drawing room (the auction booth of the Anderson Galleries, Manhattan) to bid for the first items of the collection left by the late Viscount Leverhulme, the manufacturer of Lifebuoy Soap...
...happens to have taken a fancy. Therefore, Scandinavian newspapers noted with calm approval last week that when H. R. H. Crown Prince Gustaf Adolf of Sweden, Duke of Skane, recently saw a certain insignificant U. S. sailor on the point of drowning, he doffed his royal shoes and coat, jumped in, rescued the sailor and finally succeeded in keeping the whole affair dark for some weeks...
Wednesday. Marvelous morning. Patou called me up and asked if I should like to try on my dresses. Would I like to try them on! An old-rose coat trimmed with fur, a satin cyclamen evening frock, a white silk tennis dress wonderfully cut, one walking dress of rose, another in pale grey. This is simply too divine, I thought; it just isn't true. But when I jumped out of the car at Patou's, there were all the reporters sitting around, staring at the manikins, the frocks and me, like morticians at a flower-show. Dieu...
...list of opera patrons or letterhead of a new relief fund, but upon a most elegant double-page spread in the New York Times last week, advertising the latest, the very last thing in Florida realty- "the Floranada Club." An organization entitled the American-British Improvement Corporation, with a coat of arms showing eagle and lion rampant beside the sovereign seal of Florida, proclaimed "a Biarritz in the building . . . small, smart, exquisite . . . whose founders read like a page from the social register." A tract of 3,600 acres midway between Palm Beach and Miami was in hand. There was ocean...