Word: glace
(lookup in dictionary)
(lookup stats)
Dates: during 1960-1969
Sort By: most recent first
(reverse)
Last month, at the White House par ty for Princess Margaret, Duchin sat at Lynda Bird's table until he had finished off his praline glace, then took his seat at the keyboard and kept Washington's ringleaders in step till...
...drew a walloping $2,300. From then on, there was no stopping them. Bids came in volleys as Chagall's La Madone du Village shot up to $82,500 (v. his previous all-time high of $77,500). Bonnard's opalescent bath peekaboo at his wife, La Glace Haute, went to the Carnegie Institute for $155,000 (v. $101,000). When Degas' Repetition de Ballet, a pastel and gouache painting considered the high point of the evening, came up on the block, it was greeted like a masterful pas de deux. The winning bidder, Dealer Stephen Hahn...
Well-Bred Intentions. Though they come in the most radiant of colors and the lushest of fabrics, range in length from wrist-short to shoulder-high and in price from $1 (nylon) to $145 (mink-cuffed French glace kid), the richest selection is scarcely splendid enough to make up for the bother. For one thing, women determined to look smart but who feel ill at ease with their hands encased will strip their gloves off at the earliest opportunity and spend the rest of the party looking for a ledge to lodge the gloves on; they generally end up wadding...
...Observed the end of his six-year term as member of the Harvard Board of Over seers with a White House stag dinner for 42 fellow Harvard types, including President Nathan Pusey and Charles A. Coolidge, senior member of the Harvard Corporation. Following cocktails and dinner (dessert: glace académique), the guests made little speeches about the affinity of Harvardmen for the presidency (John Adams, John Quincy Adams, Theodore Roosevelt. Franklin Delano Roosevelt and their host), and Kennedy got up to make a few remarks. As he spoke, there was a thud. There, on the floor of the candlelit...
...athlete's muscles rippled as he prepared to shoot the final point of the match; the tendon on his left index finger looked red and strained, but he was a true tiddlywinker and would not flinch. After a fleeting glace towards the victor's decanter of sherry, he squidged, scored, and the Gargoyles had downed Penn 26-9 in last Saturday's match...