In the first week of Paris showings of fall clothes, things were so dull that buyers and critics began to get that feeling that afflicts spectators at some theaters-in-the-roundthey found themselves oppressively aware of staring past the actors into a bank of other spectators, all staring back. This reciprocal glare produced nothing worth looking at until Carroll Baker came to town.
Dernier Cri. Hollywood's hardest-working sex symbol showed up at Lanvin's salon, plopped herself down next to Nicole Alphand, wife of the French ambassador to Washington, and dazzled photographers, if not the fashion...
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