Word: blue
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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Whitefish & Milk. Alighting at the Palace of Westminster, the King went into his robing room in the House of Lords, put on his crown and his ermine-trimmed, purple velvet robes; the Queen hooked the broad blue ribbon of the Garter over her white crinoline dress. Entering the chamber, they were preceded by heralds and court functionaries whose stiff tabards made them look like kings and jacks in a pack of cards. In all this splendor, stubby Herbert Morrison, in his black cutaway, stood out like the ace of spades. But Commoner Morrison, present in his capacity as Lord President...
...were the paintings-almost too successful. Dufy never lets nature trouble him; he uses it, like a seasoned chef making a salad. The fresh green of a hillside, the blue of the Mediterranean, the delicate lilt of a racing horse, the crisp lines of the Eiffel Tower, the smoke of a train or the plump pinkness of a nude are all equally his dish. Crippled with arthritis, he sometimes has to strap his brush to his hand but (like Renoir, who was also arthritic) he permits only pleasure and good taste to appear in his work...
...master's mannerisms. They scribbled furiously on the nearest blackboard, talked in soft, deep tones, combed agitated fingers through tousled hair, grunted an excited "Ja, Ja" or a nervous "Hunh, Hunh." They learned to careen along with a perpetual, preoccupied stoop; some even took up chain-smoking and blue shirts...
...Oppenheimer made him have his suits pressed occasionally, and persuaded him to wear tweeds and even sport jackets in a variety of colors besides his traditional blue-greys. She got Robert to cut his hair shorter & shorter (he wears a crew cut now). He started eating three meals a day and stopped staying up all night except on rare occasions...
What's Left? In Paris the traditional agent de police sketched by Bemelmans as a square-topped pyramid balanced on twin sticks, still stalked the streets in his cap and dark blue cape. The portly headwaiter too, who greeted both Barbara Hutton and Marshal von Brauchitsch with the same bow, had weathered the storm without a ruffle. Georges, the pander of the prewar underworld, had actually improved his status; he was now a respectable black-marketeer...