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...helps. DIANE LANE'S Loris Azzaro gown was among the last the Italian designer, who created body-clinging styles for stars like Sophia Loren in the '60s and '70s, made before he died at 70 last fall. "I liked that it was irreverent," says Lane, whose 10-year-old daughter chose the dress. "It went against the belle-of-the-ball look, that grande dame thing with the train and all the underpinnings and things." Ooh, take that, Renee Zellweger...
...spoiler to say that Gorton et al. ultimately salvage the campaign. (Their secret consultancy was a TIME cover story in 1996.) The drama is in how. Facing a suspended election and crackdown if Yeltsin tanks and possible dictatorship if the communists win, they persuade Yeltsin's daughter Tatiana (Svetlana Efremova) to try a modern campaign: focus groups, photo ops and brutally negative ads. She resists their suggestions as "phony American tricks." (One of numerous ironies is that many former subjects of the "evil empire" are more idealistic about democracy than the Yanks.) But eventually she accedes even to the brazen...
NASCAR DAD? As he ended his bid for the Democratic nomination, John Edwards got some speechwriting help from his daughter Emma Claire, 5. He wrote the concession speech at his Raleigh, N.C., home--the last lap for a candidate whose Secret Service code name was "Speedway...
Cleeta Fisher, 66, who accompanied her son Brian Fisher and his wife Virginia Cornelius to Nanchang City, China, last August to pick up their baby daughter Cornelia WenHai, recalls the poignant moment when she first met her granddaughter: "Brian and Virge were handed the baby, and they handed her to me. And I thought, 'Hello, welcome to the family.'" It was a familiar scene for Cleeta, all the more emotional because Brian is her adopted son. "I had tears of joy and flooding emotions that went back 38 years to when the adoption-agency worker placed Brian in my arms...
...live to see me win the Nobel Prize for Literature in 1993. But she participated even more fully in my earlier success. When I started getting notices for my fiction while I was still an editor at Random House, she became the keeper of all clippings, boasted about "my daughter, the writer" and gladly obliged inquiring journalists. It was a mother-proud thing...