The first buds of spring were all ready to burst into bloom last week in London's ballrooms, nightclubs and charity bazaars. In the fashionable Berkeley Hotel, the horticulturists who had nursed them to maturity were gathered in solemn session. The mothers of this year's crop of debutantes were ostensibly meeting to make arrangements for a forthcoming fashion show, but their deeper purpose was to prepare a new spring catalogue of this season's night-blooming annuals.
Unlike her sister in New York, who drinks her Martinis extra dry and has learned to be bored at the Stork long before her debut, London's deb bursts...