Word: breasts
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...yellow, yet she keeps training in and out carrying a yellow rose. After her marriage, reference is made to her wedding ring, yet she wears some. When Toby says, "Let's have a catch it is ridiculous for Andrew to comment, "By my troth, the fool has an excellent breast," unless they have sung a catch. As the disguided Viola, Katharine Hepburn is properly masculine and looks surprisingly young; but her voice-ay, there's the rub. Her delivery is jarring, mechanical, and unintelligent; both she and the director fall even to perceive that the rhythm of "your own most...
...Rockymaus telling Tales of the Boulder Woods. It actually owes most to Friml's Rose Marie, whose Royal Canadian Mounties are now red-jacketed U.S. Forest Rangers. Little Mary enters carrying flowers in one hand, a watering can in the other, and stainless steel morals in her breast. She loves the No. i Forest Ranger, a strapping fellow, tall as a sequoia and equally intelligent. Wild improbabilities follow one another in woolly sequences; the skillfully imitative melodies by Rick Besoyan (who also wrote book and lyrics) seem to have been written with a pastry tube...
...Moers. A chart of the dwindling course of dandyism, from Beau Brummell, who issued dictates to 19th century England on the curve of a brim and the blend of a snuff, to the modern male who trembles at the brink of foppishness when he folds a handkerchief into his breast pocket...
...hillbilly bands and sessions by the "Tell Me a Story Lady," Brinkley read sermons, pitched hard for goat glands, and made "snapshot diagnoses" of the ailments of his correspondents. "Now here is a letter from a dear mother," he would croon, "a dear little mother who holds to her breast a babe of nine months. She should take Number 2 and Number 16 and-yes-Number 17 and she will be helped." Brinkley got $1 a bottle from each of the hundreds of druggists who peddled his prescriptions...
...Moers. A chart of the dwindling course of dandyism, from Beau Brummell, who issued dictates to 19th century England on the curve of a brim and the blend of a snuff, to the modern male who trembles at the brink of foppishness when he folds a handkerchief into his breast pocket...