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ters Unless a friend is coming over, or I am going out (or I'm desperately in the mood to do myself up to kill) I often confine the delightfull persuasions to al- most mere tokens...with almost solo emphasis on, say, a smash of charm bracelets or a knotted and bowed chiffon hankie on the wrist. Even such a token does make one feel at home with her- self. And should someone not en rapport ring your bell you don't have to go through the hysterical and highly unaesthetic strip-act to get your lovlies safely away from foreign eyes.

A gentle and effective per- suasion is a bouffante petti as balloony as possible. Under the most neutral of bathrobes it ren- ders your appearance and self- appreciation distractingly femi- nine. I have a great lush white. terrycloth bathrobe that belts in tightly and is a comforting, skin loving treasure in itself . . . but with a petti underneath, rising like yeast, little more is to be desired. I'm mostly leg-conscious (what are you conscious of!) so

my favorite reading and writing chair faces a mirror where I can glance up and reasure myself that I do have legs and that they're suitable backgrounded in a cloud of different pastels, nets and laces.

Did you know that mirrors are in full, living color!? It came to me in a flash, that bright bit of intelligence, the other day when I was settling in place a white, a black and a fire-engine red layer-cake of petticoats. Like the character who was so pleased to learn he had been "speaking prose" all his life I was quite overcome to be in living color in my mirror.

I will freely admit that I am petti-nutti and I'm building up a closet chockful of the delights. One pretty thing you can do with them, if hair halfway down your back isn't convenient, is slip the band around your head and let it fall as it will, and it will. Feels goody if you're wearing a bare-shouldered dress. Feels good anyway. According to Zsa Zsa Gabor the Hungarian criterion

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for a perfectly formed girl is that her waist measure the same as her head circumference. I am de- lighted that my pettis and slips fit my head as they do my waist. For the sake of my self-delusion let's not study the fact that the waistbands are elastic.

But they're delightful to wear, fun to feel and you can gookie them up with all manner of ribboning and bows and stuff. Fashion hasn't caught up with my inspiration yet.. .as it took them some time to get onto re- versing a frothy slip over and outside a dress which I'd been doing for years. They finally got there, though.

Does great things for your head gestures, too. Hair and girls were designed to have pretty head-gestures. . .the arch of the neck, the cant of the head which result from the weight and flow and texture of what's attached on above the neckline. You know how heels affect the flow of your walk. Same thing with a full cascade of hair. Try a petti up there. It's even prettier over your own long flow of hair, if you're that lucky!

Scarves are lovely minor- persuaders, too. Buy a clutch of oversize chiffons. That's what I do. The bikini panty and halter are obvious. But there's other things. I like to compose a whole skirt, tucking the top into my panties, with maybe up to four or five different chiffons which make the wildest, most varie- gated skirt you ever wore. Not recommended for high winds and hurricanes. Your own slightest movement sets up nearly-em- barassing breezes, not to mention certain thermals. Do get them big enough so that you knot one square around your neck and waist to make an adorable bare- back blouse.

What I do, too, is tuck one, two or three. . .just one corner. into the very middle of the back of my briefs. They trail almost to the floor and give you the most utterly extravagent peacock sen- sation. You can feel them brush- ing the backs of your calves, as you walk, swinging in clever S- arcs. Does for your derriere what a good bra and a tucked-in waist does for your front.