While bopping on the dance floor at London's Grosvenor House ballroom with Superman Christopher Reeve, the Princess of Wales was heard to remark that some of the men she'd been dancing with seemed a bit reluctant to put their hands on her bare back. Not so for her first dancing partner of the evening, Bruce Oldfield, who had designed the open-back, sun-ray-pleated gown of silver and gold lame. Oldfield, who is one of the 23-year-old Princess' favorite designers, hosted the gala evening as a benefit for Dr. Barnardo's, the orphanage in which he was reared. It was the Princess' first official appearance as president of Dr. Barnardo's, and she dazzled the 900 guests and provided London's tabloid newspapers with "Di-namite" headlines (the Sun) as she posed for pictures with Joan Collins, "Bowing to a Greater Dynasty" (the Daily Mail). Other guests who paid 100 pounds each for the privilege of saying they had rubbed shoulders with the Princess of Wales on the dance floor--and they did--included ex-Beatle Ringo Starr, Charlotte Rampling and David Frost.
The Oscars can't come and go without a word from Listen. At the Governors Ball that followed the awards, we sipped Mumm's Cordon Rouge champagne, dined on veal chops and cute little chocolate mousse-filled meringue swans, worked the room (well, everyone else was) and got a chance to take in the parade of clothes whooshing by--the ones that didn't whoosh by on the TV telecast. Candy Spelling, for one, looked positively Elizabethan in her new bobbed hairdo and torso-hugging black velvet gown. And then there were the Peck women--Veronique and Cecilia--who cut a handsome mother-daughter profile in their poufy, floor-length taffeta gowns. Of all the garbed-to-the-hilt actresses in the room, all eyes were turned on (the envelope, please) . . . Elizabeth Berridge, who played Constanza Mozart in "Amadeus." New York designer Giorgio Sant'Angelo dressed her appropriately in a baroque beaded gown revealing her unmistakably "Amadeus" decolletage. We liked the whole look, especially with her boyish, slightly punk hairdo. . . . Oh yes, for the history books, the table favors were tiny bottles of Scoundrel and Chaz.