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...installed red tiles, glass and formica in her bathroom, red blinds, white walls and blue floors in the den and she used rose-colored lightbulbs in the stairway. Unfortunately, the exhibition is so concerned with maintaining the minimalist aesthetic of the exterior of the house—only blond wood and titantium frames are used against grey walls in the exhibition—that the small blue floor is the only hint of the fun that the Browns had with their minimalism...
...school activists dig deep. Her big hugs and undying commitment to this magazine go unparalleled. She will rule the comp and perhaps teach our staff a bit about true reporting, Newsweek style. FM is confident that, with the mag under the reigns of this pony-tailed blond, copy will be award-worthy...
...prosecutors indicted Sotheby's and Christie's, the country's pre-eminent auction houses, in a price-fixing scheme earlier this year, observers were giddy at the prospect of watching the high-toned lead players testify against each other in court. Last week Diana Brooks, Sotheby's elegant, blond ex-president, who was once considered the most powerful woman in the art world, did not disappoint. Brooks, who pleaded guilty last year to antitrust conspiracy and agreed to testify for the government, charged that her former boss, A. Alfred Taubman, was behind the plan that allegedly bilked patrons...
...alleys of Shibuya and Kabuki-cho, swooping down on young targets. They're pretty boys who begin by flattering a girl, acting unthreatening, and then moving swiftly to temptation by dangling the promise of quick money and easy work. It's a lucrative job, says Eiji, a bottle-blond catch with a bronzed face wearing a skinny black suit. Once he reels a girl in to his employer, he collects up to $200. "The younger and cuter," Eiji explains, "the more money...
...smell the drink on us," says Hana, her face clouding. "I hate them. They're so strict." Lately she's run away for longer periods, sometimes sleeping at her friend Aya's house, sometimes partying for days on end. Hana brightens and nudges Aya, pointing to a few dyed-blond punks slouching down the alley. "Hey, how about those guys?" Aya shakes her head. They go back to studying their photos, waiting for a better-looking option. Anything to avoid going home...