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FAUX PAS
An expose of things that should not have been allowed to happen
By Dorothy Manners
Illustrations by George Elmer Hughes
The hostess smiled. "Just leave it there," she said. "We will call it Mr. Gilbert"
AWF.UL, isn't it, that creepy feeling" up and down the / \ spine, not to mention the hot flushes to the face / \ and the cold flashes to the feet, when you've said or done something wrong and know you've said or done something wrong and know everyone else knows you've said or done something wrong..' They call it a faux pas, which is French for "boner," and in most cases the .s" in pas is silent. The only exception is when it is sounded for hissing. Everybody pulls "boners" — some better than others. Remember the time you guessed thirty as the age of a girl who turned out to be only
Madame Glyn had the waiter request the gay young dancer to leave . . . and then learned she was Bessie Love
"Maybe I had better let Jimmie Cruze know he
is keeping his company late tonight," the voice on
the wire said. "He's dining with us"
twenty-one? Or the time you went all fluttery in performing an introduction and forgot your best friend's name ?
Even the picture people with all their poise aren't exempt from the common failing. Hardly a day goes by that doesn't circulate a new embarrassment story thru Hollywood, and while some of them cant be told because of legal complications — some of them can.
Well do I remember the time a writer friend of mine was preparing a symposium article for a magazine. She was out scouting for material when she ran into Mae
The table was set for four. Jobyna Ralston was
distrait when six arrived . . . but she proved
equal to the o<
Murray. She asked her if she cared to contribute a little anecdote that might serve in the story.
"And who else will be in the article besides myself.-'" inquired Mae nicely.
"Well," replied my friend without thinking, in fact, utterly devoid of anything verging on thought, "Bob Leonard and "
But the rest stuck in her throat. Realizing she had tactlessly mentioned Mae's ex-husband, she went panicky. "Well," she began taking a fresh start. "Bob Leonard
and "
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