Word: clad
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...French Red Cross helicopter clattered out of a slate-grey sky, and put down at Dienbienphu. Two khaki-clad officers and an angular French civilian stepped gingerly down to the muddy, shell-torn airstrip, and a Communist liaison officer came forward to greet them. "You are one hour ahead of schedule, messieurs," said the Communist. "You should know that our Democratic Republic's time is one hour behind your own. Now, if you will please follow me." The French had come back to Dienbienphu to settle terms for evacuating their 1,500 wounded, as vouchsafed by the Communists...
...Jean-clad members of both sexes move from dormitory to seminar to lunch; yet, each person within the group maintaing perhaps too deliberately something of his own personality. In spare moments on an occasional dull weekend, Bardians are not unaccustomed to gather in the grassy quadrangle between the men's and women's dormitories, to beat drums and play records, and improvise original dances to their tunes--all to pass the afternoon...
...with leopard skins, ostrich feathers and giraffe tails, pranced to the beat of jungle drums and chanted a song especially composed for the newly arrived Queen: "The daughter of the Chief is ringing her ankle bells. She is our Queen today. As a seabird, she has come to us." Clad in ice-blue, Elizabeth smiled in apparent delight, but in the thick shadows clouding the groves of moonlit acacia trees just beyond her, squads of hard-faced Negro policemen, brought over from Kenya (the better to recognize familiar faces), prowled ceaselessly in search of Mau Mau intruders...
...other three components of the film, Dinah Shore's singing takes second by default; but her acting, as a saucy WAC, is indifferent at best. Served up by Dana Andrews and Virginia Mayo, the romance is undigestible and the buffet of Goldwyn girls clad in turquoise and pink pedal-pushers is not the most authentic picture of WAC regiments...
...President interrupted his peaceful spring vacation and flew north from Georgia for a speech before the American Newspaper Publishers Association in Manhattan. When he boarded the plane, Ike wore grey flannel slacks and a natty blue jacket; when he set down in Washington two hours later, he was clad in a sober dark blue suit, ready for business. In his brief (62 min.) stopover in the capital, Ike paid his respects in Constitution Hall to the Daughters of the American Revolution, who gave him an uproarious welcome, listened raptly to his off-the-cuff remarks, then went back...