In any contest to single out the single most useless item of apparel, the necktie wins in a walk. At best, it adds a modest splash of color to the Adam's apple; at worst, it makes a wearer appear to have been the recent victim of a mad tracheotomist. But with the coming of high-heeled shoes and shoulder purses for men, it seemed impossible that the ladies would not strike back. Now they have: in the gilded salons of Manhattan, London and Paris, the flouncy belles of yesteryear are turning out in man-tailored jackets, fly-front trousers and—saddest of all—the plebeian...
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