Word: bowes
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...have a sewing machine, Sung completes her look with the help of a needle and thread. She braids the piping for the dress entirely by hand. As Sung’s model prepares for the catwalk, working a short navy jersey dress with spaghetti straps and an oversized bow, Sung gives herself a few pats on the back. “I am pretty happy with the way everything turned out,” she says. Natalie Portman would be as well...
...been a tempestuous few years for the voters of Texas' 22nd Congressional District, the once solid conservative home of the much loved/much reviled (take your pick) former Republican Majority Leader Tom DeLay. After years of bringing home the bacon for voters in bow tie-shaped district south of Houston, DeLay, under a cloud of ethics allegations and still-unresolved criminal charges, abandoned his seat mid-election in 2006, leading to a Republican succession battle that resembled a circular firing squad. Out from the smoke came Nick Lampson, a moderate Democrat who had been drawn out of his old neighboring congressional...
...Computer science professor and former College dean Harry R. Lewis ’68—donning a sixties original orange bow tie—gave his top ten reasons why the sixties were better than today...
...brimming with brass photo plates, linocuts, and lead type in dozens of fonts, styles, and point-sizes. You want a wood-carved stamp for “The World According to Garp?” Sure, they’ve got that. (Somewhere.) The place, of course, is The Bow & Arrow Press, a student-run letterpress nestled within the winding tunnels of Adams House. It is managed by volunteers, of which Jacoby is an especially devoted example, and is open to the entire Harvard community, regardless of previous experience or house affiliation. Participating in the B&A takes as little...
...morning sunshine. Look at those clouds bounding through the blue. Oh, how she loved Florence!As she left the city, passing through its old Roman gate, Roxanna mused again over the improbability of her happiness. To think that Viscount Frederick, always so devoted to his ancestral manse, would suddenly bow to his wife’s request that they go to Italy now, immediately, at once. The couple had brought along only Roxanna, Viscountess Felicity’s personal maid. Their departure had been strange. Felicity had developed a sudden fear of horses, and she refused to ride or even...