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MINK and sable, the Big Two of the fur world, can still be seen on the salon racks, regal as ever in traditional brown or black. But their luster is somewhat diminished this season by bright new competitors designed to make the fur-and the fur sales-fly. Right up there with the mink and the sable, the chinchilla, the ermine and the fox, are such low-status pelts as wolf, monkey, weasel, bull and yak. Without examining the label, however, even a zoologist would have trouble identifying the newcomers. For the furs have become checked, striped, flowered and wholly...
...exactly flood in. Taking second thought, Cardin began working closely with his manufacturers, finally succeeded in cutting his prices almost in half. By way of celebration, he opened a special children's boutique this month, directly across Paris' elegant Faubourg St. Honore from his grownup salon. There, potential clients can rattle around in toy racing cars or tumble with giant Teddy bears, while mothers hit the racks with new enthusiasm. Now a jersey dress is a mere $36, a tweed suit about $40. Best news of all: children who do not live in Paris, and hardly ever make...
...skirt. Courreges had a model roar up to the footlights in a minicar with a Plexiglas dome, and presented another wearing pingpong balls pasted on her oversized sunglasses. Cecil Beaton sketched. Lauren Bacall applauded. Katharine Hepburn hid out from photographers. Coco Chanel curled up on the salon stairway while her collection was shown and coolly surveyed the crush below. But then Chanel has been around long enough to know that nothing very extraordinary was going on. Nothing but the Paris fall fashion showings-and the first glimpse of the season's changes...
Klee-Like Fabrics. For decolletage, Courreges stole the show. To go with his miniskirts held up by suspenders, his models displayed bare breasts. Not to be undone, Bohan's girls wore not a single bra and slithered unencumbered about the salon. Hardly unusual, perhaps, but one mannequin, wearing nothing but a black velvet sheath split straight up the front, caused Cecil Beaton to drop his pencil. "She looks as if she left the convent too soon," he gasped...
...would probably have laid the scene in a bare hospital room, and Gros considered just that. But feeling the need tor a more theatrical setting for his hero, he conceived of a Moorish courtyard looking out on the ramparts of the city. When the painting was shown in the Salon of 1804, younger artists wreathed it in laurel...