Word: blushed
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...usual sort. The artist, Herr Cazotte, has laid siege to Ehrengard (literally "guard of honor"), an innocent blonde Walkyrie serving as maid of honor to a princess in an idyllic summer court. No fleshly triumph teases him. That would be too easy. What he is after instead is a blush. And a special kind of blush at that. No rosiness such as some blunt, simple-minded fellow might force to her cheeks. "No," writes Cazotte to his patroness, "her blood is to rise, in pride and amour-propre ... in full, triumphant consent to her own perdition." A creature of honor...
...gala Crystal Ball, where she greeted 600 elite guests, among them Contralto Marian Anderson. Though honored by the sponsoring Fashion Group of Philadelphia, the Princess bypassed local couturiers for a deep blue organza gown by Balenciaga. Grace's mother, Mrs. John B. Kelly Sr., wore a blush pink satin frock purchased in Atlantic City. Said she unblushingly, "I don't pay any attention to designers...
...mounted a platform, quick and most effective in small groups, Pearson established little rapport with the voters, often projected a sense of thoughtful indecision. "The thing that terrifies me is demagoguery," he said. "The hoopla, the circus part of it, all that sort of thing still makes me blush...
Cassius won his first six fights, five by knockouts, and most of them before the fourth round. He was ragged enough to make his managers blush, but he was 6 ft. 3 in. tall, weighed 195 lbs., and he seemed to be growing as fast as he talked. He also had the niftiest pair of legs since Sugar Ray Robinson. One day in February 1961, he showed up in Miami, where Ingemar Johansson was training for his third fight with Floyd Patterson. Could he spar a little? Cassius asked innocently, and proceeded to dance rings around Johansson. The big Swede...
...mark of a good executive. But Lenore Romney, his handsome wife (who opted for marriage instead of a movie contract in 1931) knows the wifely wisdom of the let-George-do-it axiom. Out shopping for an inaugural ball gown, she nodded agreeably when his eye fastened on a "blush orchid" satin number with beaded bodice and boat neckline. Said she: "George chose it, I tried it on. and away we went...