The San Francisco Call. Newspaper, March 25, 1900, Page 10

—~— P POSES BY Mis> WHALLEY DF THE ORPHEVM sun sl Pink 1s one ind of pink. m of blue, of a bird’ of them, th Then there is a no deeper than the t egg, and green an ender that are up ting uf sional from the Mares- iwe, with a tscan straw has piled up a settes in no 1ve pas- 10 danger armonizing; the sky 1 there 1s eyer design carries dea in its foliage. s colored af- little - budding ly know whether to mder the spring ce a faint attempt leyer twines her ffy shape of real leaves that ha be pink or greer sunshine, and m at both. M garland abou Renaissarce The forget from a patter What peep of beneath the is seen fto A e-not garden comes Linn Faulkner. hat may be canght s of blue blossoms ‘eapolitan blue ng the flowers lk rosette of the of black vel- fe for any i lmiewics Cu- a flurry , caught 'y by folds But there wess of it as well give The charces hrow away her ir, and serve 1inner prepar- illiner’s bill. builds upon o hite straw. It g more than a up a bit to the But nobody st origin when we with it. She has rose foliage thas as a roscbush after the rain, and she has flanked this with huge rosettes of icicle blue ribbon, every ome hiding away twinkling rhinestones in its heart. Madame has departed for tha sadamic dressed it 1y shines as brig S For A CARDEN PART> o ROSETTE DESIGN Ry MARESCOT SAURS WALKH\IQ HA BOyE /[ = CAMILLE N PAsTECFoLIAGE » FRom ESTHER reea THE SUNDAY CALL. = THE MLLE.HELD" Y A DEsSIaN B> s MICHNIEWICZ CUVEEF s Al MME. POUYANNE. LIKES ICICLE BEOE .. EASTER HATS : FRomM // MRS . GAGE= </ once from the pastel fad, and the brighter colors have their charm by the way of oddity. The only walking shape of the group is by Mme. Hertz Boyer. It tilts forward as if it were going to slide over the wearer's nose in an- other minute, but it never does. It takes several smartly jeweled hat- pins to ward off the catastrophe, however. It would take another column to tell about the hat- pins of the season. “That's an- other story.” This hat is made of straw that matches to a dot the shade“of the violets that adorn it, and those vio- lets in turn match to a dot the flow- ers that greet your eyes at every . Market-street corner. They are huddled in plump bunches against the rolling brim of the hat, and un-~ der them lies a bed of their own green leaves, curled a wee bit at the edges. High against the crown stand loops of pastel blue silk thas add unto the picture of the some< body beneath. The cherry hat by Camille Rog< ers is as blazing as ripe July, ond #¢ was created for nome but the Spanish-eyed maiden. From the red velvet folds on the crownm droop heavy, glistening cherries om slen- der stems, just as they droop from a summer bough. The Mlle. Held is another whim of Camille Rogers, and is as bold a thought as ever milliner harbored. Mile. Rogers has a fancy for the fruits made this year of 1900, and upon the Mlle. Held she has twined a grapevine that loads the brim and falls forward in a mass of fruit and leaves and tendrils in good September style. The grapes are purple enough for the wine press, and they look, as small Gladys ob- served, “more real than real ones.” An irrational bow of black French velvet gesticulates upon the crownm, and a little novelty in the shape of a straw buckle clasps the folds be- hind. Against the hair comes a facing of white satin covered with black tulle. The Virot design is a gerden party triumph. It began with a Leghorn braid, but the braid was soon lost under the lace that the artist used. Real Renaissance it 1s, loads of it, heaps of it, and forth from the lace blossomed the daint- sest of French roses. They are pink roses, pastel pink thems:lves, and under the brim is crushed pas- tel pink silk, caught in its folds by G three-barred jeweled buckle. They are dreams, all of them. To be sure, the tints and materials waryant them fleeting dreams. One having fleted, the only remedy is— bux anather,