Night Crawler

Impressed with the club's elaborate spread, Heather Hill, a lissome 25-year-old beauty freshly returned from South America, says she'd gladly come back on her own. The sisters would like to but they have tickets to the ballet.

In the Power Exchange boutique, Maria G., a lovely woman who says she's "definitely seen 60," tries on a pink vinyl jacket to match her pink sweater and pink straw hat. "How does that song go?" muses Ms. G. " 'In days gone by, a bit of stocking was something shocking/ Now, lord knows, anything goes.' " She buckles her pearlescent jacket and thinks better of the purchase. "It used to be you could catch someone's attention by flashing a little thigh. Now, everything seems so complicated. It was very interesting, but I think I'm glad to have been raised in a time when a little cleavage would do the trick."

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By Silke Tudor