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Some Idle Thoughts

by Ruth Wilma Gail - Canada

Virginia has only quite recently reacted to the existence of Ruth Wilma Gail, who for a long time has been standing on the sidelines, as it were, of the Full Personality Expression world. Perhaps she's been wondering what sort of personality she has to express.

We're not about to go into that in detail- one's personality tends to be flatly boring as a topic for conversation to anyone but oneself. Let's approach it from the dress angle. It is a commonplace, that when window-shopping or choosing a dress, people say "That's me.' or "That isn't me.' or "I can't visualise myself in that." That, of course, makes shopping on these lines so much more exasperating and yet so much more fun, than acquiring a business suit.

There ought to be a law against business suits, anyway. This is surely the ugliest garb ever de- vised, Just think of the Roman toga, which was just 30 yards of piece goods, draped in different ways according to the occasion. You wound it round dif- ferently for weddings, funerals, meals, business, and so forth. Just imagine a guy getting on a New York subway train in one of those the station would look worse than a store basement after a special bargain day. Or the cowl attire in Crete, at the time of King Minor. The men wore a belt, with a dagger. Period. (Any rising executive would find that useful for opening the mail). The ladies wore very full hooped skirts with crinolines, very Victorian in general effect, except that above the waist there was nothing but a lot of costume jewelry. Very tight waist-cinchers were de rigueur, too. It sounds rather fetching.