We Go Back in Time and Crash the Denver Centennial For Lack of A Better Idea For A Saturday Night

I can't bear to look, either.

More Acrilan, more Chemstrand . . . and who would ever want to wear this stuff?  You go on a cruise and get hit on  by Captain Kangaroo?

Quick - what is this ad for?  Rings?  Well, you probably guessed lipstick.  The enhanced photo really brings it out.  Wrong again.

An all-in-one mascara, liner and shadow.  In a brilliant flash of color.  Brilliant idea!  Of course, the ad is in black and white and I can't even picture how this could work.   I found three different art posters showing Juliette Marglen and her fingernails:  scaring Rudy Vallee, having them cut off with a jeweler's saw, and wearing them as a necklace.   (Something disturbing about first, the fingernails, and second, making them into posters-on-demand.  Who would buy them?)   Instead of nail polish, we have lipstick and eye makeup.   Brilliant all around.

Unfinished Social Business Before Heading Back Out Into the Night and More Galas!

Remember?  We've met Princess Beatrice and a bevy of society dames,  and a still-not-identified Princess Galitzine, and we've dropped in on a Kansas City deb fest.  Now, it's on to Denver:

"Denver's Centennial this autumn crowded into one evening a French dinner, a grand-scale showing of Paris fashions and a climactic gala ball."  French fashion?  Is there something inherently embarrassing in one hundred years of Denver?  Sad.

Let's meet our table mates!

Well, she looks like she's having a good time!  And, actually looks more chic than the ladies in New York.  Very toned arms, too.  Nice necklace.  Originally Jane Stanton - private school, Vassar, granddaughter of someone notable in Colorado, first marriage to a Mr. Seeburg, also private schools, divorce, then marriage to Ivor C. Peterson, son of founder of Star Motors . . . at some point they bought the C Lazy U Ranch in Colorado, which is still a dude ranch.

Governor McNichols:  Democrat, former F.B.I. agent, middle name of 'Lucid.'  Is he asleep?
Baronne de Nervo:  No idea who this is.  Baronne de Nervo is the name of a rose.

First Lady Marjory McNichols:  According to her daughter in Mrs. McNichols obituary, her chief interests were her family (five children) and the church (daily mass).

Francois Gavoty:  French commercial attache in 1943 (explaining why Moroccan sardines are a good bargain); later, during Nixon administration, something with French international banking.  Lifelong professional cheerleader of the French economy.  Forced smiles all around, I'd say.

Is not amused.

My cropping is awful.  Sorry, Mrs. Erni Barnes, who will remain forever unidentified.

Palmer Hoyt reinvigorated the Denver Post, which had been known for its screaming headlines and yellow journalism.   According to his obit, he introduced objective reporting to the Post, was honored by the NAACP, made a mess of his time at the Office of Information during World War II.  I wonder what he'd think of the Post today.  It has the most garish website of any paper I've seen.  Today it's under the same umbrella as the Oakland Tribune, with probably the same depressing results.


Let's Go to the Movies!

*  Kaagaz Ke Phool.  From supposedly the golden age of Indian film, but Bollywood today is a lot more fun.

*  Some musical numbers, but no dancing.  Kind of like A Star is Born starring the Orson Welles of India.   Interesting to see a Bollywood film about a Bollywood film; many affecting scenes; very, very, very long movie.

*  Tragic film with comic relief added by Johnny Walker, an Indian actor known for comic drunkenness.   Almost, but not quite, excruciating.