Word: headdress
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Dates: during 1980-1989
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...manages to sign those pieces he deems his best. He may bury his signature in the elaborate headdress of a Khmer head or seal a piece of paper with his name on it inside a statue. "If they're perfect," says the master copier, "I always sign my name somewhere. That way I'll know which are mine...
...much larger forces of the French and rebellious Americans and took prisoner their commander, George Washington. If you're interested in such peculiarities, you can see his brandy-stained teeth, which were fashioned out of hippopotamus tusk, in Prince Charles Hall, right next to Pocahontas' feathered headdress...
...Brazilian musical? The words evoke memories of Carmen Miranda, teeth gleaming, hips undulating, r's trilling, balancing a headdress of tropical fruit heavy enough to give the strongest Rio dock worker a hernia. That was '40s Hollywood, whose notion of Brazil was half picture postcard, half Daliesque daydream. Since then, a group of engaged intellectuals, collectively called cinema novo, have created a native awareness of the medium's power to teach and persuade. But before you can send a movie audience marching out to the barricades, you must get them into the theater. Don't cerebrate...
...least a week into the other six days. He is famous for leading full-dress parades down the beach, with as many as 400 people in tow, and he may decide-today, tomorrow or perhaps ten minutes from now-that it is time to put on his Indian headdress and call the rest of the Malibu tribe to a war dance. He has been known to show up at the supermarket in a gorilla suit. Why? Why not? "I guess I'm a ham," he says. However he costumes himself, he knows that he can always cool...
...pirouette to Offenbach's rollicking La Vie Parisienne. In a reverse striptease, a comely Victorian lass in black stockings and garter belt dresses up in corset and crinoline for a grand occasion orchestrated by Strauss. The star of the show, callipygian Linda Bardot, clad mostly in a pearly headdress, twirls around under a filigreed umbrella, mouthing in puffick Cockney Oi'm Aownly aye Bird in aye Gilded Cayge. Between and after the twice-nightly shows, the place becomes a disco where the windows vibrate past midnight...