When the Normandie safely slipped into her French Line pier in Manhattan this week, aboard (among other anxious travelers) were Sonja Henie, Mrs. William Randolph Hearst, Lee Shubert, Thomas J. Watson and a small gadget. Frivolous in its grim setting, it was nonetheless welcomed in Manhattan swankshops. It was a corset.
The thing was first presented by the severe salon of Mainbocher on Paris' Avenue George V month ago, gave women the wasp-waisted effect designers favor, became the sensation of the Paris showings. A streamlined adaptation of the ancient corset, cut out on the sides, it was so stiffly boned that it...
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