Word: collaring
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...features the 100 per cent camel hair wool blazer. This natural shoulder model with three pearl buttons and flap pockets sells for $69.50. Topping off a three piece camel ensemble is a handsome cotton or heek suede outerwear jacket with up sleeves and a full sherpa lining. The shawl collar, raglan shoulder, slash pockets, and leather buttons light this imported jacket from mark. It comes in old gold and olive and is priced at only...
Like a big (247 Ibs.) bear, Benjamin Franklin Dillingham II sat in a rumpled brown suit, restive under the pink and red leis that draped his neck like a collar, and listened to talks by fellow Republican candidates Peter Chun, Bill Kim, Bob Fukuda and Ted Nobriga. Then came Ben Dillingham's turn. He arose ponderously, lifted his right arm in salute. "Alooooo-ha!" he roared. "Aloooooooo...
...delegates packed into the pier pavilion, the great majority come from Britain's "new middle class," an expanding tier that reaches from skilled workers to professional and managerial classes. It is this segment of society that has been hardest hit by the Conservative government's white-collar wage restraints-the "pay pause"-while staunchly resisting the Labor Party's archaic doctrines and chronic schisms. Though they have made dramatic gains in by-elections during the past year, the Liberals have been dismissed as a party of protest that is still in search of its real identity. Damned...
...Body Culture; today there are some 50,000, as well as several hundred thousand freelance cultists who loll in the buff on the 80 officially sanctioned nudist beaches specially set aside for them by the West German government. Of the organized German nudists, most are laborers, tradesmen and white-collar workers. But not all. Clad only in signet ring and cigar, some of Germany's richest and most famed industrialists also frolic in the buff at exclusive North Sea beaches. What they all have in common, explains an earnest West German sociologist, is a need to escape from...
...arms, a flexing of the knees, and a sort of deep lumbar lean that threatens to topple him over backward. He may drift around the room, mike in hand, gazing smokily into the eyes of ringside ladies, who invariably gaze smokily back. Or he may rip open his collar, tear off his string bow tie and mutter: "Now I can really get down to work." When he sings Arrivederci, Roma, he breaks off to speak of his mother: "I wish she were here. From the back of the room you'd hear her little voice saying 'Thatza...