Word: hairs
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...took our seats inside the hall. Three older men with short, neat hair sat in front of us. They smiled and eyed the crowd and joked with each other as though it were 1937. A handful of young kids leaned out over the balcony's ornate railing. A woman in her late twenties sat behind us with her date, making conversation about theater, art and life. A row of college students in blue jeans sat in the back, while those in tuxedos and evening gowns took the front seats. An old couple sat erect in the balcony, watching the empty...
Tall by Chinese standards (5 ft. 5 in.), Chiang Ch'ing was slim and small-boned, with delicate, tapered hands. She gestured with liquid motions as she spoke, occasionally running a green-and-white plastic comb through her dark short-cropped hair. In what Witke described as her "imperial proletarian style," Chiang Ch'ing was surrounded by aides, bodyguards, her own doctors; the retinue hovers around her, silent and watchful; a scribe duly notes everything that she says; nobody else talks while Chiang Ch'ing is giving her monologue. She even made it clear to Witke that...
...Mackin feels that "the cosmetic end of TV is a burden for women. Viewers are tougher on us. They look at our clothes more closely than at a man's." ABC'S Osmer recalls the day in Washington when the wind kept messing up her hair, as well as her stand-up report; a male correspondent helpfully produced a can of hair spray from his attaché case...
...remove coffee stains; she eyes a man in the room and exclaims with sweet enthusiasm, "What a hunk!" Mary's humor was usually reactive; the funny one-liners revolved around her. Often they concerned her war against her own Wasp primness and repression. "I always wash my hair before I go to the hair dresser," she once confessed disconsolately. "When ever anyone's stomach rumbles, I'm terrified that someone will think...
...agent charitably wishes to spare the world more banal dialogue. Or it may be that he wishes to spare his colleagues on the train any further embarrassment. Surely he, like the viewer, must wonder why Richard Harris, as the only doctor aboard, has been encouraged to dye his hair white-blond. And why Sophia Loren, as Harris' estranged wife, is working in a gray make up that makes her look plagued even before the dis ease breaks out. Or why poor Martin Sheen, cast as Ava Gardner's creepy gigolo, undergoes such unmotivated regeneration in crisis. And why OJ. Simpson...