Word: cottoning
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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What's that angry green parrot doing on top of that mound of cotton-candy hair? And who is that in such an enormous wedding dress, balancing the cake, complete with bride and groom, on top of her head? Isn't the answer obvious by now? She is, as she announces in the opening number of her new Broadway show, "the big noise from Winnetka." She does not, in fact, come from Winnetka, but Bette Midler is the biggest noise-and one of the biggest talents...
...principle behind keeping a body warm is the same as that for a house: insulation. Several layers of clothing that trap pockets of air next to the body work most effectively. With that in mind, Americans are reviving traditional cold-weather wisdom. Natural fabrics are in demand again; wool, cotton and silk are most comfortable because they breathe, allowing perspiration to evaporate. No one any longer laughs at "snuggies," those sturdy thigh-length undertrousers that Grandma used to wear. Fur has begun to shed its politically uncool image (the American fur industry does not use pelts from endangered species such...
...COTTON BOWL: Nebraska (10-1) vs. Houston (10-1)--Southwest Conference runner-up Texas may be ten times more exciting than conference champ Houston, but the Cougars get the job done. Nebraska is big, fast and strong, but they lost to Oklahoma. Houston 20, Nebraska...
...little ateliers where workmen hammered tin, ingenious mechanics kept cars and trucks running with paper clips and baling wire, and rows of women bent over sewing machines have all been destroyed or closed. Until 1975 the Ruseokeo textile plant on the outskirts of the city employed 600 workers making cotton cloth. With help from OXFAM, the Oxford-based relief agency, it has since reopened, but only half of its looms are being used. Reason: a lack of spare parts for the steam boiler that drives them. Complains Manager Tiv Chhivky, 45, "I don't know what parts...
INCHING AWAY, you turn to face a throng of orthopedic shoes who manage a feeble salute. Next to them is a shelf of large brown cotton bandages crutch padding, and rubber pants for the incontinent. You feel the wooden pegs in your hipbones creak, as do the bones in your neck, and the gnarled vertebrae of your defeated back...