Misty wintry afternoon. My friend Janny and I wereâ€”arm in armâ€”briskly clacking in our highest heels down Fifth Ave. It was 1974, and we were young and stylish, self-satisfied and loving being Manhattan women.
Suddenly we see a skinny woman in a print dress holding on to her wildly wide-brimmed hat and running full force across the avenue toward us, head ducked down to brave the chilly wind. "Where can I buy a fur coat?" she asks.
"Well, if not here, then nowhere!" I said, "There's Bendel's, Bergdorf's, and Bonwit Teller right _here!"_ She swirled around to look Read more