Modern Screen (Dec 1954 - Dec 1955)

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THE PARTY OF THE MONTH: Many of the society reporters called it "The most brilliant party ever given in Beverly Hills." I refer to the glittering Victory Ball for the St. John's Hospital Fund which was the opening event of the beautiful new Beverly Hilton Hotel. The affair was very close to my heart because Irene Dunne and I are chairwomen of this charity and it was gratifying indeed that all the hard work put into the affair should materialize so brilliantly. The Bali Room of the hotel was a veritable paradise of flowers, lighting and decoration and the gowns the women wore were beautiful beyond description. Irene's gown was a Fontana (I was with her when she bought it in Rome), lovely with its huge skirt and embroidered bodice. Dorothy Kirsten thrilled all with her singing and particularly intrigued the women present with an evening gown that was not only beautiful, but "workable." The blue-green lace sheath had an overskirt and train of tulle, very effective when she was on the stage. But when Dorothy returned to her table, much to the amusement and admiration of all, she unsnapped the overskirt, threw it over the back of her chair, and sat in sheer comfort in the sheath — no yards and yards of material around her feet. Mrs. Jack Lemmon's gown was a simple, white jersey creation and she looked so pretty lack's eyes sparkled every time he glanced at her. Jack Benny was the witty master of ceremonies — and I guess I could go on and on about this party, which was certainly "tops" for this month or any other.