Reprinted from yesterday's late editions.
Pamela Harriman's smile didn't waver one little bit. No, she said, she was not concerned - in fact, didn't even know that former stepdaughter Brooke Hayward's book "Haywire" was to be made into a television special.
"Quite frankly, I've forgotten all about it, " she continued, referring to last winter's brouhaha over her portrayal in Hayward's book. "I really believe the book - I mean all of that about my being unhappy with the book - well, that was all overblown for publicity's sake.
"And a lot of people did call to say they thought I was misrepresented. But . . . anyway, that's all in the past now," she concluded, before disappearing up the staircase of her Georgetown townhouse.
Meanwhile, downstairs, the Harrimans had opened their house and gardenfor a cocktail party honoring members of the Washington Junior League Christmas Shop Committee as well as this year's honorary Christmas Shop committee chairman. White House curator Clem Conger, who, incidentally, is the first man to be selected fro the traditionally female honor.
And as guests wandered about munching cream cheese hors d'oeuvres or sampling the hot pink sherber served by a uniformed maid at a corner table. Junior Leaguers were adamant in the defense of their organization.
"No, no, no, you don't have to have been a debutante to belong to the Junior League," said Florence Meers. "It's all different now - most of those olf debs have retired. We don't take anybody just for their name anymore. You have to be interested in volunteerism and be willing to go out there and work."
"We'll take anybody now - black. white, pink or purple." added Bettina Hartley Tierney, admissions committee member, who, yes, had made a debut, but "years ago."
Clearly, however, many of the guests were there just to get a look at the Harriman house. One guest in the midst of a small sitting room decorated by a Picasso, a Renoir, a Van Gogh and a Matsse asked the butler if the art was real. "Madame, I should hope so," was the reply.
Pamela Harriman, meanwhile, pointed interested guests to the dinning room - "the wallpaper is 19th century Chinese" - and later told Conger that when Gardner Cox did the portrait above the couch of her husband Averell he "lived here practically two years before he finished it. He really was terribly slow."