Henrietta Kanengeiser never learned to cut a dress; her needlework was atrocious, and if she ventured to baste a hem it was likely to sag. Yet she wore clothes with a verve that trailed rapt feminine stares behind her like smoke from a gold-tipped cigarette. And she had an intuitive sense for that ill-defined and mysterious quality, taste. To two generations of American women Henriettaor, as she was better known, Hattie Carnegiewas the quintessence of feminine fashion. Last week, at 69, Hattie Carnegie died of cancer, and left few peers in the bewildering...
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