Word: bohemian
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...There's a woman in the wings!" crowed an invitation from the directors of San Francisco's militantly male, amateurly theatrical Bohemian Club. Eyebrows rocketed, but there was a fine turnout to welcome the first woman ever to be invited inside the Bohemian's private dining room: Actress Helen Hayes. The first lady of the footlights had a grand time, was treated to a sort of geriatric Hasty Pudding Show by the club's stage-struck captains of industry. "It went off beautifully," observed one member cautiously, "but it's not the sort of thing...
...soul of a businessman, and is so uninteresting a figure as to be tiresome even as a figure of fun; while the bad painter, Gully Jimson, of The Horse's Mouth has the soul of an artist, and is endlessly fascinating, Jimson the shambling, vital Bohemian is Guinness's triumph, aand what a pity it is that he has never found or been given another vehicle like this one: for here, surely, in the emotionally intricate realm of sentimental, subtle farce Guinness is at his very best. His Jimson is much funnier than his man in a suit, much more...
...hornlike protuberances that jutted from his forehead. Contemporaries noted that there was something catlike in his manners, his wit and his sulks. Wrote Poet André Suares: "Just as the cat rubs itself against the hand, Debussy caresses his soul with the pleasure which he invokes." A natural bohemian, the composer spent nights roaming Montmartre with celebrities of the period ranging from Mata Hari to Marcel Proust...
...region's few popular capitalists. Independent Deputy Edouard Frédéric-Dupont, who has presided over his Paris district so long that he is called the "Archbishop of the Left Bank." trailed an unknown Gaullist who is not even a proper bohemian...
...Julio and Julio's brother should aim for business success. "He even removed the table from my bedroom to discourage me from drawing," recalls De Diego. "One day I found some of my drawings, and he had written all over them, destroying every one: 'You are a Bohemian and this will be the cause of your dying of hunger.' " So Julio stuffed a few clothes into a suitcase, left the house for good, and, true to the romantic pattern of art biographies, became a successful painter. His brother inherited the business, gambled it away, and killed himself...