Word: downrightness
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Both styles require a breaking-in period, like contact lenses, before the wearer can work lip to full-time use. Even the most dedicated clog-hoppers admit that the shoes are duds going up-or downhill. Esthetically, the clogs rank somewhere between unattractive and downright ugly. But mere ugliness has not stopped fashion trends in the past, and anyway, clogs are unbeatable for the beach or for wearing in and around water. They also solve one of the livelier problems of urban living. Says Mrs. Elliott Erwitt, wife of a Manhattan photographer: "Cockroaches haven't got a chance...
...quite-but in St. Louis that view is understandable. One reason: the National Lead Co.'s titanium pigment plant routinely emits a sulphuric acid stench that is downright sickening. The city is also a booming center of the chemical industry, prolific source of exotic effluents like phthalic anhydride and chlorinated phenolic compounds, which make the eyes water and smell like the medicines children swallow while holding their noses. All too often St. Louis stinks, as one resident says, "like an old-fashioned drugstore on fire...
...spoken of winning five or even six gold medals in the freestyle, butterfly, medley and relay events. "I tried not to believe all I was reading about myself, but I wound up believing every word of it," he says. "After the Olympics, I was more than disappointed. I was downright depressed...
...year-old Nobel-and Pulitzer-prize winning author, meeting the press to try to cover up for a colleague. He had been accused, in Philadelphia's pages, of mishandling charitable funds and making homosexual advances to the Korean boys he was supposed to be helping. "A bunch of downright lies," said Miss Buck gamely, but Theodore Findley Harris, 38, had already resigned as president and executive director of the Pearl S. Buck Foundation...
...checked into a job in the millinery department of Manhattan's Bergdorf Goodman. Six months later he checked out of Bergdorf's and into the hat firm Emme as chief designer. But eight years of turning out nothing but millinery designs left him a grumpy, if not downright mad hatter; he accepted $10,000 in cash from Seventh Avenue Designer Bill Blass and set up his own business in 1962. "Closeted in someone else's house was painful," he says. "Today I am my own boss and I do not have to account to anyone else...