Word: clad
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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After the introduction, Dr. Edith Sitwell strode on stage and up to the lectern. She did not, as some had predicted, arrive on broomstick, astride a lion, or floating on a stream of gurgling honey. She was clad in her poetical uniform (as publicized in Life): a long, green dress, heavy coils of silver around her wrists, and a floor-sweeping, golden cloak with slits for her hands, which clutched her two books, and a large, black, and jarringly prosaic leather handbag...
...Osbert Sitwell, the elder brother, (Sacheverell had been left in England) next came on stage, walking with the aid of a cane, and sat down at another microphone. (Mr. Weeks had explained that Sir Osbert had water-on-the-knee.) He was clad merely in tuxedo and looked very prosperous, distinguished, and glowing. (The Sitwells had just returned from Florida, but only the brother showed a tan.) Sir Osbert read some of his poems--character sketches, they are--and proved himself to be an amusing and more lucid poet than his sister...
Along the swarming Pearl River Bund flashed U.S.-patterned advertisements using scantily clad, busty female forms to sell everything from cosmetics to waterproof wristwatches. Farther uptown, smartly dressed taxi dancers helped tired Chinese and foreign businessmen while away their evenings at California-style restaurants and cabarets to the strains of Rum Boogie and Springtime in the Rockies...
...marriage ceremony could scarcely be heard in the fifth row. Roman oaths flew back & forth between displaced guests and uninvited rabble. The excitement spread to the guests. With sighs of ecstasy, they rose from their seats and pushed out into the aisles. Some of them even struggled with formally clad ushers who tried to push them back. During the ceremony a movie-man, seeking a close-up of the bride & bridegroom, rudely nudged aside elegant Monsignor William Hemmick, who was officiating...
...Clad in a simple khaki uniform without insignia, China's Commander in Chief and President rose to his feet from a sofa in the corner of the room. Slowly, without show of emotion, he made the announcement that all had expected: he would leave Nanking and go to his native home. Then in his choppy Ningpo accent he read from a formal statement...