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. . . yesterday evening — Christmas Eve — we trimmed our tree with silver lights and silver bells and a silver angel that stood on the very peak. Underneath the tree we arranged our gayly papered packages that had come from all over the world. There were jeweled vanity boxes, silver dishes and a silver tray, beautiful linens, cases of pink champagne direct from the vineyards of France, an array of curiously shaped perfume bottles, crystal that gleamed through its tissue wrappings, baskets of flowers, some with whole trees of orchids and gardenias.
And then, amidst all that lavishness, I found the simpler gifts of my radio and picture fans — a handkerchief, a perfume bottle, a box of homemade candy ... I think I loved them most of all.
... at 8:30, our guests arrived. Lady Mendl, brilliant in a white, quilted, buffont wrap and a diamond and aquamarine Cartier headdress. Howard Sturgis and the Cole Porters, bringing back memories of one Christmas Eve at their Paris home at 13 Rue Monsieur when Paris was Paris, the gayest city on earth. Gladys Swarthout and Frank Chapman were with us. This is their first Christmas away from the snows of New York and they were duly excited. Clifton and Mabel Webb and the Samuel Goldwyns arrived together and, a bit later, our party was completed by the arrival of the Countess Liev de Maigret, a new friend from Paris (she is very beautiful), our old friend, the adorable Jane Draper, and George Brent, who is one of the most charming and friendly men in Hollywood.
A gathering of personalities and minds so varied is always a guarantee of an interesting evening. And, too, our wines were cooled to just the right point, our "piece de resistance," hearts of arti f please turn to page 96 !
The famous star turns back
the calendar to reveal two
vastly different Yuletides. A dramatic study in contrasts
By ERIC ERGENBRIGHT
Grace was the star of the Music Box Review of 1924— less than a year after the escapade she tells about