TRUE STORY

MAN IN HIS SIXTIES SHOPS

OPENLY FOR A FEMININE WARDROBE

Erika FCO-3-L

Grab-and-run as a means of equipping oneself with the accouter- ments of a woman is beset with disadvantages. It is bad enough to sneak off the rack a blouse and skirt whose size tags promise an approximate fit, only to find when one gets home that the alleged size 16 is either generously or illiberally cut, according to the maker. But it is ten times worse to snatch a girdle and bra in the forlorn hope that these wondrous garments will somehow accommodate their panache to the idiosyncrasies of the male torso.

A shopping excursion is commonly looked upon as one of the minor pleasures of life. But to the TV it ought to be one of the most thrilling adventures, second only to the actual wearing of the clothes, once bought. Now if, as is the fact, there are lots of women wholly incapable of putting together an elegant and well-fitted ensemble for themselves, surely the TV initiate cannot be expected to be com- petent in the choosing of clothes suitable for his own build and type. It's a job for a specialist, and specialists are easy to find. True, only one in five or six, perhaps, will be found more than willing to cater to a TV, but such a one, when found, is a great treasure. The telephone is handy, the Yellow Pages are on our side, and the first thing that is required is to drop one's inhibitions, select a name and number from amongst the several shops you will already have reconnoitred, and dial. Here is what happened to me when I did it, with one wonderful thing leading to another.

About a year ago I spent my vacation at home, resolved to do something about this shopping business. I don't like to buy things by mail-order, as I miss the pleasure of browsing and being waited upon personally. Again, I don't want to go in and buy stuff "for my girl-

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