Taste is a matter of being appropriate.
Tina Brown's belief in "the pure silk gliding fantasy that was Marlene Dietrich in 1937" is startlingly inappropriate for us 50 years later ("The Magic of High Style," by Paul Rosenfield, Dec. 21).
Even Marlene knew the tastelessness of her glamour-girl image, as she donned khaki to tour Europe for our troops overseas. Unfortunately, Brown is pushing a pre-nuclear, pre-Holocaust, pre-Cold War, pre-sexual revolution, pre-psychedelic, pre-terrorist, Depression-Era pipe dream called "glamour" on us in the pre-apocalyptic '80s!
The most timely garb for us now is sackcloth and ashes. Her campy old glamour, like a Sternberg still, is full of style and form, while utterly devoid (outside of style and form) of content . . . the ultimate in tastelessness.
Get wise, babe, hypocrisy is never tasteful nor appropriate, even it Jean Louis designed the gown.
ANN I. MEINE