![]() ![]() ![]() BTB directed so many other career women-her employees, her proteges, her readers-to the Barbizon that she would tie the reputation of Mademoiselle magazine to the hotel forever, so that the fate of one followed that of the other, and the hallways of both became shelter as well as testing ground for generations of ambitious women.īetsy Talbot Blackwell was never willing to reveal her true age but her staff guessed she’d been born in 1905, and indeed there is a photograph of her as a small girl, taken around the same year that the Unsinkable Molly Brown survived the Titanic. Blackwell, editor-in-chief of Mademoiselle, was one of them. While women were still climbing their way into the workforce, grasping one widely spaced rung at a time, there was a handful of women in the 1930s and 1940s that already had seats at the men’s table. ![]() ![]() She was a Republican amid a sea of New York liberal literati, who were her staff. She would pull out the Scotch at 5:00 p.m., “when the sun is over the yardarm,” she’d say. She wore a hat at all times, without fail, so much so that one newspaper claimed she even wore it in the bathtub. Betsy Talbot Blackwell, or BTB, as she signed herself, was one of them. And then there were the women who had not just jobs but careers. There were the secretaries who flooded New York’s shiny new skyscrapers in the 1920s and then hung on as best they could through the Great Depression. There were two types of office-bound women. ![]()
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