Word: delights
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...lacks the original's kitschy cool--but they'll surely remember "the Dress": a black peekaboo number worn by Rene Russo that is snug as a body stocking and virtually transparent. Like the diaphanous gown Marilyn Monroe donned for J.F.K.'s birthday, Russo's outfit is a sheer delight. "The costume designer just brought it in one day, folded up to the size of a handkerchief," recalls Russo, who gazed through the gossamer and asked, "Why don't you just paint some glitter on my body instead?" After a few test shots, she shrieked...
...Kennedy's generation orchestrated the death rituals. Now the old Senator was going to let Caroline, a member of the new generation, take charge. There were terrible decisions to be made, but not before Uncle Ted shot baskets with Caroline's kids until they could be heard squealing with delight behind the hedge...
...British call them), searched the student listings at the University of London, and surfed through every accommodations Web site I could find. As a last resort, I even tried sending out a request through the inter-office email classifieds ("URGENT: summer intern seeks housing"). To my surprise and delight, a fellow employee responded to my email, offering a lovely room just within my price range. I made an appointment to see the room the next day. That morning, I woke up with a pounding headache and a queasy stomach. No, it was not the result of a glorious night...
Luckily a situation availed itself early on. Struggling to haul a load of boxes upstairs, I was confronted with a door that wouldn't stay open long enough to pull my hand truck through, and, to my delight, a handsome young man willing to hold it open. I graciously thanked him and smiled coyly like I imagined a sorority girl would do. We rode the elevator upstairs together...
Luckily a situation availed itself early on. Struggling to haul a load of boxes upstairs, I was confronted with a door that wouldn't stay open long enough to pull my hand truck through, and, to my delight, a handsome young man willing to hold it open. I graciously thanked him and smiled coyly like I imagined a sorority girl would do. We rode the elevator upstairs together...