If you want your sixteen-year-old daugh ter to make her bed, dust the living room, put down the dahlias in May and take up the gladioli in October, don’t give her an aprop. She will be misunderstood and a martyr in blue ginghym—a romantic figure, Mimi, with a dash of Greenwich village, in a smock. You have no idea how much she'll do in pastel-blue chintz, flowered with primroses, or how cheer fully She'll do it in violet sateen collared with meadow green. “ Offices this season are egayés with smocks of all colors. They fetch your packages in shops, serve you in tea-rooms, usher you into theaters. A charmings fashion and distinctly practical. BUITEEICE 6869