Word: harems
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...appearance of a female Fernandel. Horse-faced and giraffe-bodied, long in the tooth and weak in the head, she seems to have been endowed by her creator with certain inalienable wrongs, among them five legs, seven elbows and 423 teeth. In one episode, she shows up as a harem girl to end all harems, and she almost saves the show when she whips out her trusty little recorder and shyly tootles an Elizabethan ditty called Woe Is My Bosom Friend, Lackaday...
...model. Grės, who has done more through the years for draped gowns than anyone since Phidias, keeps the soft shoulder line and low-set sleeve but lets the waistline wander obliquely from a high empire front to a low back, includes six "intimacy dresses" (lounging costumes with harem pants). Jean Patou puts skirt upon skirt, gathers them all together at what is decidedly a natural waistline...
...follows Ruth and, improbably, is able to make his way into the death pen, where she is kept in a harem for the camp guards. He tries to smuggle her out. Reality obtrudes, and the film ends as they are climbing over the fence. It is a variant of the Orpheus legend, and it is not the fault of the lovers, who are acting in their first film and are touching and believable, that the retelling is not wholly a success. But it is too early for tender legends set in such a background. One does not see Orpheus...
...least ten of his 24 palaces for schools. At King Saud's Sons' Institute, inside the Naziriyah compound, children of slaves sit next to young princes. Risking the displeasure of the austere Wahabi sect of Islam, which believes that woman's place is in the harem and behind the veil, Tariki has put several thousand girls in school...
Tough in a Toga. Long before last week's fun rolled around, Mrs. Terezinha Souza, 26-year-old secretary to the Industrial Social Service Board in Recife, 1,200 miles north of Rio, had begun to work on her harem-girl outfit. Last week, shimmying atop her table at the Municipal Theater, she let her husband-a small man in a large tuxedo-have it square in the face with a squirt of ether from a spray bomb. "I went to another party dressed as a Roman girl," she explained in a shout above...