There are many reasons I'm glad I don't live in 1959 and the leisure wear on the left page is one of them.
Blech! Very much like the Avondale ad of a few pages back. Also - blech! Feh.
Back to the Loungees: Either this is the name of the company or the kind of thing these things are. If you look up Loungees now, you get muu-muus. But left to right, we have a "Cabin Coat, Riviera Roamers, the Sun Deck Cooler." I recognize the sun dress. But a cabin coat? Instead of a house coat when you are on a cruise, I suppose. The whole "house coat" thing always mystified me. Also the "house dress," which still existed as such in 1974 in the La Puente Sears. I know because I spent hours straightening two racks of them - over and over, passively, aggressively in a seldom-visited corner of Women's Wear. Deserted my post to wander into the television department to watch Nixon's resignation. Forgot about that.
Ah - Loungees, Inc. was a lounge wear company in Brooklyn from at least 1951 to 1968, owned by the Farah brothers - Albert, Richard, Henry and George. Now you know.
These dresses are lovely.
"Ombre - a new expression in Irish linen." Ombre? Ombre for the third time this week! First - last week's New York Times dismissing the whole ombre hair thing - long hair that's a natural color at the top and something else toward the bottom. (I saw this once in the Paris Metro: a woman with hip-length hair dyed like flames. That was ombre.) The next day I read in an old Martha Stewart a piece on color. Your new ombre sofa! A few packets of Rits Dye . . . It means "to shade." Thanks, Martha. I think. And now, ombre Irish linen.
This is a perfect example of the Baader-Meinhoff Phenonemon, which you will be seeing again very soon. You're welcome.
Late Christmas presents: Not having as easy a time in finding the 14 classical albums as the 16 "popular" albums. But I did find this, intact and for sale on iTunes and available on Spotify:
Mahler: Lieder Eines Fahrenden Gesellen. Kindertoten Lieder. Christa Ludwig, Adrian Boult, Andre Vandernoot.
I liked this. Very good music to make lasagne by.
Now, let's go to the movies!
* A French boy has problems in school and at home.
* Well, it wasn't about an orphan constantly getting beaten up. Whew! I have a hard time in seeing what all the self-congratulatory fuss was about. An average, slightly unpleasant boy and his almost good-enough parents - film seemed to keep pointing things out in an accusatory manner, but I don't see the big indictment of society.
* Beautiful film, beautiful music, drags in the final quarter. I don't know if this is the first movie with the sudden, pointless ending, but after having seen plenty of them, a time came when I just waited for the sudden, pointless ending. Still - gorgeous movie.
Next week: a lot more glamour.
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