The Secrets of Seattle’s Beauty Parlors

A shrewd little business woman keeps a beauty parlor in Seattle where creams, lotions, soaps, perfumes, powders, and toilet articles are offered for sale. Keen-eyed and close-mouthed, wary as only a woman of the world can be, she brings to her profession the earnestness of a devotee. Known as Madame by her customers, she conducts a business which, while remunerative and respectable, is never seen to enter the place save a messenger or some female client. It is from these that her income is derived. The matron is seated in an adjustable chair and a band of gauze is placed on her lap, and the shades are rolled down from the top to ensure privacy. Madame looks the client over and knows the thing to be done in an instant. A gray face is thoroughly washed with stimulants to open the pores, creams are then applied, eyebrows are described with pretty curves; if there is a tendency to the bridge of the nose in the matter of straggling hair, she trains the hair to grow about the temples in the manner most becoming to the face. If a poor complexion is made the subject of dietetic philosophy, she will make a bill of fare which if adhered to for a week will certainly prove beneficial, not only to the face but to the general health of the body.