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...decor at Noch's is kind of funky Italian. As DiCenso says, "the owners are pretty proud of their heritage," and it shows in the many posters plastered around the small restaurant. Live vines are twined about the ceiling. On one wall is a rather trippy mural that shows Pinocchio eating a slice of pizza and fleeing a whale. "The story of Pinocchio originated in Italy," explained DiCenso...
Enterprising hotel operators should copy the decor of the Lincoln Bedroom several times and rent the rooms to anyone who can pay for them. Perhaps political parties and foreign countries could rent blocks of the rooms for their friends. Of course, these duplicate accommodations would tend to diminish the prestige of that bedroom in the White House, which could even add several trailers on its grounds. Then social climbers could claim to have spent a night in the "Lincoln Bedroom" at the White House but not necessarily in the White House. CHARLES F. NELSEN Oakhurst, California...
Wyatt said he could envision Harvard Yard with more sculptures as long as scholars were consulted so as to maintain the Yard's decor. "One [place for sculptures] is Dudley Plaza. It's certainly a very public one. There's a lot of breathing room," he said...
...themselves with bathroom fixtures--mainly faucets and hoses--in the belief that these fetishes will aid them in battle. For the moment, the rebel leader has established his headquarters in Mobutu's former home in Goma. He has dubbed his new residence "the Museum of Shame" because its ostentatious decor mirrors the incorrigible excesses of Mobutu's rule. Visitors to Kabila's headquarters, however, are struck by an even more telling reflection. Much like Mobutu's imprimatur these days, the elegance of his erstwhile estate is largely hollow. Almost everything that is ostensibly an objet d'art is fake...
Personally, I had no idea where yellow was going, but I knew where it had been. My bedroom. My foyer. And the master bath, even the guest room. In fact, a recent freshening of our apartment decor had left it awash in pale, burnished aureoles of ocher and flax and citron and other members of the yellow family, all of them, amazingly, on speaking terms. Having surrendered palette control to my spouse, who in turn capitulated to professional direction, I suddenly found myself surrounded by--and bonding with--a spectrum of hues I had always held in special contempt...