In the American mind, the typical woman athlete of the U.S.S.R. looks something like a truck driver with long hair. In actual fact, the women who represented Russia in Philadelphia were, for the most part, dolls. The djevachki, a term of endearment for young pretty girls that the Russian coach was perfectly justified in using, were charming, a little shy and, on the whole, captivating. One of them looked a bit like a muscular Brigitte Bardot; nearly all of them were attractive, despite the fact that Helena Rubinstein has a wide-open market in the Soviet Union. Theirs was a fresh, unembellished beauty which survived the rigors of competition very well, as witness below—not to mention the sultry, stifling, near-90� temperature.