Word: drabs
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Dates: during 1980-1989
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...foreign influence is most visible in the very appearance of the people. During more than two decades of Maoism, the Chinese wore proletarian garb, look-alike unisex uniforms in drab colors. Now the lusterless Mao suits have given way to a variety of clothing, including trench coats and safari jackets. The result is a transformation in the look of many a city street. Here and there, sunglassed trendies wearing 3-in. platform shoes, English-slogan T shirts and zipper-pocketed jeans share the sidewalks with young women whose ruffled shirts are incongruously set off by knee-high stockings...
Macon is the most engaging member of this sweetly perverse clan. He may be master of the minimal, but he is inept in the face of vitality. Edward keeps him hopping. His boss insists on launching him in search of the latest in bland and drab. An admirably persistent Muriel steers him into her life, which includes a sickly son. Despite incompatible styles, the arrangement works: Muriel tames the dog, and Macon invigorates...
Ralph and Ed. Kramden and Norton. The names are permanently linked together and set in that perfectly drab, 1950s New York City apartment occupied by The Honeymooners. Jackie Gleason, 69, and Art Carney, 66, reprised their famous roles once for a TV special seven years ago, but they have not otherwise worked together. Explains Gleason: "The only way Art and I could do something, to play characters who were not the Honeymooners, was if we did real people." This month they got their chance. They are filming a TV movie about two famed undercover Prohibition agents, Izzy Einstein...
...most was my stepmother insisted on buying us the same dresses. I would do everything not to look like them. I would wear weird-colored knee socks or put bows in my hair or anything. I also went to Catholic schools, so I had to wear uniforms that were drab. I guess that was the beginning of my style...
...Scholars these days are like the errant knights of old, wandering the ways of the world in search of adventure and glory." So says Morris Zapp, a cigar- chewing American professor whose extensive lecture itinerary has temporarily stranded him at a dreary medieval conference in Rummidge, a drab, provincial English university. Also on hand to suffer the droning speeches and inedible food is Persse McGarrigle, a young Irishman who is a virgin both in the traditional sense and vis-a-vis the brave new world of gypsy scholars. What dazzles McGarrigle most about the proceedings is Angelica, a beautiful...