Beneath the crystal chandeliers at the St. Regis Roof, an ornate auditorium that tops Manhattan's St. Regis Hotel like a tiara, sat a glistening segment of New York's feminine society. The girls had gathered for the usual ritual: a fashion show (this one a benefit in memory of Mrs. Angier Biddle Duke, who died in a plane crash last year). As usual, the crowd vied in splendor with the mannequins displaying the new summer modes. Mmes. William Woodward, George F. Baker, Frederick Gushing and John R. Fell turned out with their fanciest friends, some sporting the new ascetic Marienbad coiffure,...
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