Word: geishas
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...strength of her Academy Award for her Sayonara performance, Miyoshi began to get up to $2,500 a week for singing dates on the road. Jerry Lewis offered her $50,000 for a part in his new movie, Geisha Boy, then R. & H offered her $1,500 a week to play the part of Mei Li in Flower Drum. Pliant and outwardly submissive, yet inwardly serene and sturdy, Mei Li was Miyoshi. Now married to a former TV director, Win Opie, Miyoshi is certain that she wants to continue living in a land where it is really all right...
...bright plastic things were to be seen everywhere-along Paris' Champs-Elysees, in the stodgiest of London shops, in the geisha houses of Tokyo, even among the smart luggage of the Queen Mother Zaine of Jordan, who was on her way home. Prime Minister Kishi of Japan got one for his 62nd birthday, and a Belgian expedition setting out for the Antarctic announced it was taking 20 along to keep its members fit and happy. Not since the Yo-yo had a U.S. craze spread so far so fast. The hula hoop had circled the globe...
...like old times in the famed wooden geisha houses along the river Sumida. A geisha party before the war meant soft lights from many-colored lanterns, the tinkle of the samisen, a mossy garden with elegant dollhouse trees, a banquet starting with pickled sea-urchin eggs, dried seaweed, bonito entrails, mushrooms, and cuttlefish served with maple leaves and chrysanthemums. Above all, it meant the geisha girls themselves, in lacquered wigs and colorful kimonos, who poured sake from porcelain vases, performed their slow and discreet dances, and sang their sad, seductive love invitations...
Last week the geisha trade suffered yet another blow. With the government beginning to look into the once-secret and tax-exempt expense accounts that businessmen used for geisha parties, 20 of Japan's leading firms issued an ultimatum to their employees: no more parties, except for gullible foreigners. "Japan," says one oldtime patron of the Sumida houses, "is the land of the vanishing geisha. In the end they will wind up as purely tourist attractions-like the Navajo Indians." The plain fact is that the stylized coquetry of the classic geisha is no longer fashionable. "Frankly," said...
Breakfast at Tiffany's, by Truman Capote. Holly Golightly, a kind of cornpone geisha, weaves her willful way among Manhattan's towers in a ribald and strangely touching story...