Word: hems
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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Sihanouk needed all the prestige he could extract from touching the hem of De Gaulle's khaki tunic. In the green-and-gold Throne Pavilion, Sihanouk made the two-star French brigadier general an Honorary Supreme General of the Royal Khmer Armed Forces. Under a great moon at the ancient temple of Angkor Wat, Sihanouk recreated the festival of the coronation of a Khmer king. Everywhere, in his toasts and speeches, the Prince was all praise, reminding De Gaulle of "your prestige, your wiseness, your clairvoyance, your sense of equity...
...those who do not qualify as legal travelers, there is always the more hazardous route past the minefields, barbed wire, watchtowers and border patrols that hem Communist frontiers. Last week two Hungarians escaped to Austria by flying their tiny sports plane at treetop level all the way from Budapest. A pair of Rumanians recently hid for three days under a truckload of tomatoes bound for Austria. Another rode into Vienna in a refrigerated railway car, where he spent seven days and nights huddled between two sides of beef, nibbling raw meat for nourishment. One Hungarian even ran a stolen train...
...Sheppard: "Paris is still as important to fashion as Santa Claus is to Christmas. It may be a sentimentally cherished myth, but there's nothing like it to make the whole world feel like shopping." Adds Galanos: "It is not enough for a single designer to lower a hem or change a silhouette. It must still happen in Paris to catch...
...Wear Daily, which had a full day's scoop on the Dior collection. Stalking down Dior's ramps, models swaggered in mid-calf-length capes and military greatcoats that could have stepped right out of Doctor Zhivago. True, underneath, Bohan had his models in guillotine-hemmed up-and-down dresses or knee-length double-breasted suits, but the challenge to the high-rise hem was obvious. "Something had to be done about the length," said Bohan. "They couldn't get any shorter-and besides...
...flap off into the fading sunset. Instead, he flew into Beethoven's Sixth Symphony, his baton carving the air, his left hand kneading a softly glowing tone from the strings. In Copland's Quiet City, he moved with the sure, deft strokes of a tailor stitching a hem, weaving the complex patterns into a taut whole. The interpretations, typically, were masterpieces of lucidity and logic, and at concert's end the audience at Stanford University awarded a resounding ovation to Geneva's Ernest Ansermet and his Orchestre de la Suisse Romande...