Word: claddings
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...street from my apartment waiting for the bus. Although it’s technically winter here, all I need is a jean jacket to fight the morning chill. This morning, as I stand up to board, I see a figure out of the corner of my eye: a man clad in a wetsuit, surfboard in hand, running down the street to catch a quick wave before work...
...even more serious investigation began in July, when three bodies clad in designer jeans were found floating in the Miami River. Informants telephoned the U.S. Customs Service's drug hotline to report that the trio was part of a group of six men guarding a boatload of 300 to 400 kilos of cocaine. When approached by a menacing gang of eight to twelve men wearing what appeared to be Miami police uniforms, all six dopers went over the side. Halfevidently drowned; the other three have not been found. The blue uniformed men, meanwhile, fled with the cocaine...
...January 1989 and a doddering, pajama-clad Ronald Reagan is balking at leaving the White House to attend his successor's inauguration: it is too cold outside. So begins The White House Mess, a just-published satire that has titillated Washington by lampooning the self-serving banalities of political memoirs. This capital à clef was written by onetime White House Intimate Christopher Buckley, 33, former speechwriter for Vice President George Bush, as well as the son of Conservative Columnist William F. Buckley, an old friend of the Reagans'. The novel, however, "doesn't seem to have hurt any feelings," admits...
...fellow poor" had left behind some 2,700 pairs of size eight shoes, five shelves of Gucci handbags and 38 of her 105 clothes racks, designed to carry 80 outfits each. Around the château hung life-size portraits depicting the former First Couple as a scantily clad Filipino version of Adam and Eve. Elsewhere, the Marcoses had been a touch more modest: the legends on their bedroom intercoms read simply "King's Room" and "Queen's Room...
Sporting a smart bow tie and clad in his best dark blue suit, the slender young man with carefully combed hair was nervous as he approached the border checkpoint. Officially, his exit visa was for six months' study in Germany, but he knew that he would not return. His leather suitcase was packed with six shirts, half a dozen butterfly ties, several pairs of socks and a formal cutaway suit. Hidden in his impeccably polished shoes, however, were hundreds of American dollars. In post-revolutionary Russia, he feared being imprisoned or shot for currency smuggling. But it was too late...