Don't let fash-ismget you down
University president' s wife stays
'in touch' with students as a professor
Vivian Shapiro,wife of University President Harold Shapiro, is a part-
time associate professor in the School of Social Work. She received her
degree from Michigan in 1969 and currently teaches two courses on
working with children. Shapiro spoke in her South University home
with Daily staffer Martha Sevetson.
Daily: First, tell me something about yourself.
Shapiro: Well, I am a mother of four daughters between the ages of 21
and 26, and I have one grandchild who is two and a half. I have been
married to Harold Shapiro for 30 years.
D: How did you first meet Harold Shapiro?
S: We met in high school, at a party. I was in high school, he was in
college. We went to McGill University together; we grew up in
D: Were you graduate students together?
S: No, he went to Princeton, and I went back to school here in Michigan
some years later. I guess I would characterize myself as having a
traditional marriage: when he went to college and graduate school I took
care of the children. They grew up and went to college, and I got my
degree in 1969. I worked for the Department of Psychology in research
for about ten years in a special project on infant mental health, and then
our project ended about six years ago. We published a series of articles,
and finally a book. I don't have a ph.D., and I was very fortunate to get
involved in working in interdisciplinary research.
D: How did you become interested in social work?
S: I was always interested in the welfare of children, ever since I was
growing up. It's possible that, growing up in my day, I really saw that
as a career that was appropriate and possible for a woman. However, I
was always very interested in the field. When I was a teenager I used to
work in a neighborhood clinic with children.
D: What courses do you teach at the University?
S: I teach two classes. I teach Advanced Interpersonal Practice With
Children, which is a methods class, and I teach another class in
Interpersonal Practice with individuals, which is a practice methods class.
I also work with the Bush program. The Bush Foundation sponsors these
programs at Yale, Harvard and UCLA. The idea of the program is to fund
opportunities for graduate students to do interdisciplinary work in the
field of child welfare. This particular group does work on the translation
of research into public policy.
D: You said you had four daughters, what are they doing now?
S: They're very interesting - they're all doing something different. The
oldest is married and has a baby, and she works as an administrative
assistant at Sisters of Mercy College. My next daughter is a doctor.
See INTERVIEW, Page 25
THIS IS YOUR FIRST and
final warning. As this is the
"Special Fashion Issue" of Weekend
Magazine, I have been prevailed
upon to write a column about
fashion, and I have a fake leopard-
skin bedspread. You see where I'm
Right now I'm wearing clothes
that make me feel good. I've got
my Levi's. They've got a zipper.
I've got a ratty olive-green 100%
alpaca sweater (says so on the label)
which buttons like Mr. Rogers's,
and it only cost me two bucks. I've
got these jammin' boots, black and
square-toed, with little burgundy
stripey things, and even more
zippers. My socks are both blue,
but I don't make any claim to
further similarity. In short, I'm
dressed for failure.
But it's not my fault. In the late
'60s and early '70s, my embryonic
fashion sense was assaulted by
paisley, dayglo, go-go, floral prints
and other things that whispered one
word to me, and that word was,
"YIP - YIP - barooogah - WHOOP-
It's taken me years to recognize
a simple fact. Just because Cary
Grant looks terrific in an outfit
OFF THE WALL
I "love" U of M. These have been
the "best" years of my "life." I'm
afraid the "real world" is going to
be a big "letdown." No one "out
there" "cares" about "asking" the
big "questions" in "life." They're
just "trying" to keep up with "the
Don't you hate when pseudo-
intellectuals try and sound
impressive with flowery language
and abstract ideas that mean
nothing? Just say your point! Don't
try to impress the prof. - he's
smarter than that.
I don't think you are con-
ceptualizing the spirit with which
such intercourse is being presented.
doesn't mean that I too will look
good if I attempt the same look.
Cary Grant was a beautiful man. He
beautified his garments. I'm not
entirely gruesome, but I'm no Cary
Grant, so when it comes time for
me to make "a fashion statement"
that statement usually boils down
to, "Okay, fantastic-looking people,
there's a lot more of us out here
than there are of you, and we don't
work as hard as you do to look as
nice as you do, and what's more,
we have more fun than you do, a-
The philosophy can be summed
up in a phrase from, ironically, an
old Cary Grant movie: "If you can't
be chic, be odd."
But I really get pig-biting mad
when odd becomes chic. Good-
looking people have an obligation
to stay conservative... to use those
classic lines and traditional colors
which have made them look
disgustingly fabulous since time
immemorial. When I see a fashion
designer come out with a new
rubber jacket, or the co-opting of
paisley by the fashion-conscious, I
get honked off. Young Adonises
and Venuses should be required to
stay in navy blue, grey, pink, and
I think it's time for America to
honor those who have made a
commitment to fashions that Cary
Grant wouldn't wear. In the
interests of undermining the bulk of
what has been termed progress in
the fashion world, I herewith
present MR. LOGIE'S 10
BEST-DRESSED LIST OF
Bette Midler - Here's a
woman who wore a mermaid
costume and rode around in a
wheelchair. Her appreciation for the
absurd is admirable.
KISS (1974-1979) -
Leather, chains, clown make-up.
Everyone at my junior high school,
whether they liked the music or no,
thought KISS looked cool, and after
all these years, and a good look at
what Gene Simmons really looks
like, I'm inclined to agree.
See LOGIE, Page 25
PRINT FROM THE PAST
DAILY FILE PHOTO
Fashion a la the School of Nursing's food preparation class, 1959.
THE DAILY ALMANAC
INNER PEACE THROUGH SEL-
ECTIVE APATHY -TIM THOMAS
20 years ago - March 19,
1967: "Beach wear is getting
briefer every summer," noted the
cutline under a picture of a bikini-
clad model. Her suit, conservative
to the point of being tacky by
today's standards, was covered with
a screaming paisley pattern, typical
of the generally obnoxious motifs
featured in the Daily's spring
fashion issue of 1967.
New swim gear wasn't the only
shocker. On women's trends, one
writer observed, "Time has proved
wrong those surveyors of the
fashion scene who saw the 'Great
Pants Takeover' as just another
phase. Or rather Mademoiselle,
Seventeen, Glamour and every other
fashion Bible have decided that the
American woman is going to shed
her historic garb for variations on
the same theme - pants." The '60s
were so radical.
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