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...first batch of annual reports for 1950 came out last week. They had a 24-carat glitter...
...Lorelei Lee was a reigning musical-comedy queen; F. Scott Fitzgerald had not only been enthusiastically revived, but was the hero of a novel that led the bestseller lists. Nightclubs were jammed, theater tickets occasionally went for $50 apiece, and useless luxuries-men's garters trimmed in 14-carat gold, mink scarves for three-year-olds, diamond-studded car keys-were salable items again. In an offhand manner, a Houston oilman sent a new Cadillac to Europe to have a $5,000 custom body put on its chassis, with instructions to "throw the old body away...
...that glitters may not be gold, but there's no doubt that Cole Porter's "Out of This World" is almost entirely the genuine 24-carat stuff. The production is more of a spectacle than a musical comedy, and it is certainly more spectacular than anything Broadway has seen in a long time. Mr. Porter has reworked the ancient Amphytryon story into a fast-moving, melodious extravaganza of gods of mortals...
...named Harry Gerguson, who spent half his life amiably panhandling the rich of two continents. But in Hollywood, where Mike Romanoff settled after being immortalized in a five-part New Yorker profile, he finally cashed in on the fact that he is one of the few genuine, 24-carat phonies in a city where thin plating has often been known to pose for the real thing...
...sweet, soft, plenty rhythm"), he was "all in diamonds." As his wife Mabel Bertrand recalls: "His watch was circled in diamonds. His belt buckle was in gold and studded with diamonds. He even had sock-supporters of solid gold set with diamonds. Then you could see that big half-carat diamond sparkling in his teeth . . ." When he was riding high, he toured the country in a big Lincoln limousine, picking up $1,500 in an evening with his band, the Red Hot Peppers. When he was down & out, which was just as often, he rode the rods...