High society woman, New York City, in the 30's.
A simple creed:
If you couldn't say anything awful about a person you shouldn't say anything at all.
"No wonder she didn't make the transition to talkies...what a screech."
"And have you read Ernest's latest, abysmal."
"This depression thing is just ghastly, did you know I had to wait ten minutes longer for a train."
You'd announce your presence, in a coat that Russian-born fashion designer Romain de Tirtoff (known as Erté), would have made for you.
You might find this one going from the Colony Club to the Stork Club to El Morocco.
They were catty, completely amoral and spoiled, but you never could say these women didn't have taste.
Art Deco Velvet Diamond cut Coat (No. 2489). Everything they had, had to be a little longer than anyone else's. A little more luminous. And a little more, more. And if you can imprint it with the preferred gem of the period, it was an added bonus.
This is fully lined. Ankle-length. Has off center front buttons. High back slit makes for easy striding into the debut gala for Woolworth Heiress, Barbara Hutton.
"Doesn't Babs look a little pale to you?"
Women's sizes: 2 through 16. Imported.
Color: Black.