A Plaza Tale

I've heard from a number of people who remember the Tailored Woman store and its mercurial owner, Eugene K. Denton.  I received the following message a few months ago from Diana Pons, who gave me permission to share her story.

My father, Victor Pons, was the maitre d' of the Oak Room at The Plaza Hotel on 59th Street and Fifth Avenue, just steps from The Tailored Woman. I am writing a book about my father's years at The Plaza (1953-1973) and the many experiences he, and I, had there. I was trying to remember when The Tailored Woman closed. I just Googled the store's name and I found your web site!

My father's years at The Plaza reflect my life from age 6 to 26. Your great-great-granduncle (Eugene K. Denton) came often to the Oak Room. He liked my father very much, and my father liked him. When I was 18 (that would be 1965), I was looking for a summer job. My father asked him if he needed help in the store. He gave me a job for the summer in the accounting department on the top floor. At the end of the day, all the merchandise ticket stubs from sales were brought upstairs (there were four of us in my department). We'd spend the next day adding them up to make sure that they matched the amount of money taken in. I had other duties too, but that was the primary one.

I read on your web site that you never met your great-great-granduncle. He was a character, and I mean that only in the nicest way. He was a tough taskmaster and kept everyone in the store on their toes. When he would get upset if something wasn't done right, he would bluster and yell. His face would get so red that I thought he would explode! He was, however, never anything but courteous and kind to me. When I left at the end of the summer, he took me to lunch (not in the Oak Room - women were only allowed in for dinner and supper until 1973) and he gave me a gift of a lovely brooch from the store, befitting a young girl, which I still have. My father told me that he said that I was a "smart girl and an excellent employee who would do well in life." Especially at age 18, I was very honored by his compliment.

I did run into him once more in a restaurant on Madison Avenue. He recognized me first and came to my table to say hello. I was pleasantly surprised that he would remember me, considering all the people he must have met over many years. He left before I did, and when I asked for my check my waiter told me that it was paid, compliments of Mr. Denton.

I thought you might enjoy my story, and I am so glad that I found your web site and learned a little more about your family and the history of The Tailored Woman. It was a wonderful store owned by a man I have never forgotten.
Isn't that lovely?  And isn't it fortunate that I didn't inherit the Denton temper?  (No comments from the peanut gallery, please...)


Sadia said…
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Anonymous said…
My Father worked at the tailored Woman , (window decorator) , I rememberwhen my mother would bring me there and down in the basement where the manequins were, my father would let me play with the manequins.I guess i was 6-7 years old at the time. I remember hearing about Mr Denton ,something about the elevator shaft.
Yes, he fell down the elevator shift and was injured. He was apparently so impatient that he just charged in and didn't realize the elevator wasn't there yet!
Anonymous said…
I live in the old Eugene K. Denton homestead in Succasunna NJ If you would to see some of the many older photographs of the home and Mr. Denton, or perhaps visit, you are welcome to contact me at
Fred Gruenert
Succassuna NJ.
pam85 said…
A friend of mine worked at Tailored Woman in 1946. Her name is Dorothy Ueltz. She is 91. I am helping her write her memoirs and we discovered your blog while working on her career chapter. Her blog is https://alifetimewithdottie.com . We will soon published her days at Singer, Tailored Woman and Simplicity. She worked in Tailored Woman's bridal department right after she graduated from college.
Hi Pam,

I'm so excited to hear about this project and will visit Dorothy's blog. Can't wait to learn more about her time at the Tailored Woman store.

Thanks for posting!

John Taylor said…
Just came across this blog. My wife and I lived on Eugene Denton's nephew's (Paul Denton's) farm in Wertsville, NJ from 1973 until 1989. He was an extraordinary southern gentleman and we heard many stories of "Uncle Gene". Can't really remember any of them now, except that Paul held him in great respect. That's it!
Hi John, thanks for your comment and I will forward it to my father, as I'm sure he knew Paul Denton. I enjoyed reading the NY Times article about your photography!

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Laine said…
Just saw the post about Dorothy Ueltz who worked in the Bridal Dept of Tailored Woman. If she was there in 1966-67, she may have helped me pick my wedding gown and bridesmaid dresses from the store. :)

Hi Laine,

That's wonderful, thank you for sharing! And I'll have to loop back on the progress of Dorothy's memoirs.


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