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They awoke to a clear, bitter-cold Wednesday. Ike put on his old battle jacket-with no rank insigne, but still sporting the flaming-sword shoulder patch of SHAPE -and wool Army trousers, then added a fur-lined Army field parka and a pile hat. First, he flew off in a little L19 Cessna for a look at the 4th Fighter Interceptor Wing (where he asked about the capabilities of MIGs), then on to a briefing at the 1st Marine Division's command post, six miles from the front and well within ground-shaking distance of Marine artillery...
...home in Paris, the Duke of Windsor dressed up in a velvet jacket and kilt and entertained his friends by singing Getting to Know You from The King and I. Among the enthusiastic guests: onetime Under Secretary of State Sumner Welles, and Count Valdemar of Rosenberg, the King of Denmark's cousin (who encored the Duke's song with an exotic solo dance...
John Crosby's pugnacious pose on the jacket of "Out of the Blue" looks like a Walter Mitty conception of the cynical newspaperman. Though there's a swagger in Crosby's prose as well, his wit and sound judgment as a reviewer makes this collection of his best columns very entertaining...
...tried a few unsuccessful casts for bass in "Ike's pond," an artificial lake built at his suggestion on a visit in 1949. But Ike spent most of his time out on the golf course, dressed in flannel slacks, sport shirt and the Kelly green Augusta club jacket (its emblem: an outline of the U.S. with a red golf flag marking the location of Augusta). On two days when it rained, he played the course carrying an umbrella. His game was improving steadily as his nerves relaxed. One day he broke 90 for the first time since last summer...
During her latest fashion show in Paris, Designer Elsa Schiaparelli watched her picket-thin mannequins parade her creations, then cried, "Stop the show. Where are the bosoms? Where are the hips?" To illustrate, she took a jacket from a model and tried it on herself. When it failed to close across madam's own well-developed bust, she said: "See what I mean? Designers keep forgetting that women are females, human beings with legs, bosoms, hips. I am sick of the cardboard silhouette. I am cutting out the frills, the whalebones, the stiff flounces, all that inhuman nonsense...