Word: haire
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...That’s a weave!”) to absurd (“Oh no… I think I have gas” and “Groupies!”). Inexplicably, a bald woman thinks, “Pull my hair.” Women are crazy. Ludacris, the rapper whose modest height will always belie his astronomical self-esteem, constantly reminds us that he both subjugates women and deeply respects them. After spitting “So get loose and slide off your damn garments / Show ’em who’s the boss...
...Frederick had spent the last week reading the work of a famous Russian mystic. He would sit in the library, sunk deep in an armchair, with a book open on his lap. Roxana hovered by his chair or knelt at his feet. Frederick liked absently to stroke her golden hair, and sometimes when the text was especially gripping he would prop his elbow on her convenient, shelf-like bosom.As the Russian mystic described the life of a peasant in the fields, Frederick lost himself in a visions of cut grass and open skies. His scythe mowed down the green...
...credit crisis has commentators dusting off comparisons to the 1930s, but so far, this feels more like a '70s flashback. It's not just that Zac Efron's hair is almost as shaggy as Shaun Cassidy's or that jeans are once again worn tight enough to read Braille through the back pocket. It's the whole feckless, zipless, helpless vibe that has settled across the land, from the factories of Motor City to the gas lines of Charlotte, from the boardrooms of New York to the subdivisions of California. What's that word again? Oh, yes: malaise...
...fact of the matter is once a female decides it's over with another female, it's like an end-stage marriage. No matter how seemingly benign, every attribute becomes an affront: the hair, the voice, the husband, the moose-shooting, the glasses, the big family, the making rape victims pay for their own rape test kits...
...banter and correction, returned many times throughout the afternoon. At one point Christo wagged his long, thin forefinger at Jeanne-Claude, but for much of the time his hand rested on hers, or hers rested on his. Christo looks a bit like Woody Allen, with his floppy grey hair and dark, thick glasses. He was casually put-together, mixing an old khaki pocketed jacket with jeans and loafers. But where Allen is nervous and pessimistic, Christo is joyful and energetic.The evening finished with an award dinner held overlooking the city and Boston harbor from the ICA’s stunning...