Word: cravates
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...stylish executive now wears a company cravat...
Wearing a pencil-thin Adolphe Menjou mustache, impeccably dressed in a dark blue suit and sporting a stickpin in his stylish striped cravat, Dr. Eugene Balthazar, 73, looks like Hollywood's image of a society doctor. But Balthazar's practice is not on Manhattan's Park Avenue or in some well-heeled suburb but in the decaying downtown area of Aurora, an industrial center (pop. 79,000) in northern Illinois. There, for at least 3½ days a week, Balthazar ministers to Aurora's poor-Mexicans, Appalachian whites, Indians and blacks. Indeed, anyone with real...
...Cleopatra playing London. The more traditional of the two starred Janet Suzman (Nicholas and Alexandra). The other, a full-blast 20th century version, brought Rebel Vanessa Redgrave on stage. The actors' props were revolvers, hand grenades and Ronson lighters. Antony was a cigar-smoking swinger sporting a white cravat. Dominating all, even without the aid of her three-inch heels, was Vanessa Redgrave. Her Cleopatra was a rasping vamp leering through outsized orange sunspecs, her slacks held up by red suspenders, and green plastic combs in her hair. According to the director, Tony Richardson, Vanessa's ex-husband...
...when he was 56, James sat for a portrait by his young cousin Ellen Emmet. The painting, which James varnished himself and hung in his dining room, showed an Old Master, solemn if not portentous, massively trussed in a beige waistcoat and dark suit with a heavy-knotted, speckled cravat. A "smooth and anxious clerical gentleman" was the way James summed up his own likeness. But hidden underneath, on a separate canvas, was an unfinished portrait of quite a different man: Henry James as a country squire out of Fielding-ruddy face, eyes full of animal energy...
...shoes and shoulder purses for men, it seemed impossible that the ladies would not strike back. Now they have: in the gilded salons of Manhattan, London and Paris, the flouncy belles of yesteryear are turning out in man-tailored jackets, fly-front trousers and-saddest of all-the plebeian cravat...