Word: clad
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...last week with TIME Correspondents Frank McCulloch and James Wilde at his Saigon residence, a room in a maternity clinic. The interpreter was Than Trong Hue, a Vietnamese member of the TIME staff, who addressed the monk with the "venerable" title reserved for the Buddhist clergy. Tri Quang was clad in a hospital gown, white pantaloons, and brown leather sandals...
...SCENE FOUR. Jane Ormsby Gore, 23, daughter of the former British Ambassador to the U.S., and a fashion assistant on British Vogue. Clad in tightly fitted, wine-red flared Edwardian jacket over a wildly ruffled white lace blouse, skintight, black bell-bottom trousers, silver-buckled patent leather shoes, ghost-white makeup and tons of eyelashes, she pops in to a cocktail party, not unlike the one Julie Christie goes to in Darling, at Robert Eraser's art gallery on Duke Street. There she sees Fashion Designer Pauline Fordham in a silver metallic coat, Starlet Sue Kingsford...
...dreary episode, she is conned into buying scanty costumes for the school band. In another, she sends a shy little nun off to help a pack of screaming girls shop for their first brassières. Director Ida Lupino lets Angels swing lowest when she introduces a lay teacher, clad in passionate purple, whose specialty is "interpretive movement." Gypsy Rose Lee plays the part with all the boop-de-doo phoniness a second-rate show deserves...
...first settlement of Captain Ar thur Phillip-redcoats and canary-yellow clad convicts-nearly starved to death. A relief ship came with food and news of the French Revolution Says Moorehead: "What did they make of the terror? Were the convicts delighted that the underdog was having its day? Did any of them pause to reflect that in France, the most sophisticated country on earth, one could watch the guillotine at work in the public streets with sadistic indifference, while here in New Holland the aborigine, the most primitive of all human beings, burst into tears when he watched...
...Westerners-tourists and businessmen-who passed through the rusting Iron Curtain last year (a 15% increase over 1964) found themselves transported, as if by time machine, into a Europe that in appearance and manner is almost prewar. Men stalk the narrow, cobbled lanes of Warsaw's "Old Town" clad in ankle-length leather overcoats. The taxi fleet of Budapest is made up largely of Russian Pobedas, whose grillwork and lumpy chassis resemble those of ancient Plymouths. In the faded plush elegance of Bucharest's Athenee Palace Hotel, violins sob Wien, Wien, Nur Du Allein with a sentimentality unmatched...