Word: capris
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...Lancashire accent was gold in British music halls long before the Beatles. In fact, "I suppose the youngsters will call me a Mother Beatle," chirped Grade Fields, as she skittered onstage at Blackpool for a comeback after three years of goodbye on the Isle of Capri. To the oldsters, however, their sassy honey was still "Our Grade," and 3,000 of them stomped, clapped, wept and cheered for more as she hummed through her old routines, from by-crikey wheezes to such sticky trademarks as Now Is the Hour. "It isn't the money-I'm not starving...
...radio had the urgency of war communiques: "The traffic jam is now approaching Lyon . . . It is now impossible to pass through Avignon . . . Accidents have blocked all roads into Aix." In Italy, three-quarters of the population of Milan fled the city. Rome, Florence, Naples and Genoa were dead, and Capri, Elba, Rimini and Viareggio as jammed as Coney Island on the 4th of July. Thousands of vacationers had to stand twelve hours in railroad coaches to reach the sea. In Spain, the government had moved from Madrid to San Sebastian, and was nearly trampled under the influx of French tourists...
...refused to modernize: as Iran's ex-Queen, she had imperiously insisted on top billing, and no star De Laurentlis approached would play second fiddle to an amateur. In private, Soraya's escort crisis was not so acute. She took off from Capri on a week-long yacht cruise with her real-life leading man, German Cinemactor Maximilian Schell...
...vanities of North Shore existence are exposed by the horrified savage-action painting and splintered Christianity, electro-dodecaphonic music and beat poetry, capri pants and cocktail parties. The peasant-savage finally flees to the jungle, having become a no-nonsense savage in the crucible of crumbling society. The girl follows on the wings of love: "Now my unquiet heart is at ease," she sings. "Nothing remains but ourselves and the trees." They seal their defection with a kiss-as native bearers carry the appliances of the fat life into their cave...
...maybe he won't have time to design women's fashions. Mr. Pucci seems to think that we American women will abandon the tops of our bathing suits. Hasn't he heard that we are all inhibited by Puritan ethics? Besides, if you wear his pocketless Capri pants, the only place left to carry money, cigarettes, etc. is in a bra or swimming-suit...