Word: hither
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Dates: during 1990-1999
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...physicist Richard Seed ignited a furor when he vowed to clone a human being. (He hasn't been heard from since.) Now comes Ron Harris--fashion photographer, soft-core-porn videographer and the entrepreneurial mind behind such Web ventures as Eros Entertainment Inc. Harris' latest idea: a sexy, come-hither website called Ron's Angels that intends to auction off the eggs of beautiful models...
...something called the Arkansas Industrial Development Commission--surely the bureaucratic equivalent of the Maytag repair service. One spring day, as she manned a registration desk at a conference, fate brought her into the line of sight of her Governor, who allegedly divined beneath her frothy perm a "come-hither" look. A state trooper appeared at her side, imploringly. She rose from her chair and stepped into the roiling currents of American history. It is a Horatio Alger story for our time. It could have happened to anybody wearing mascara...
...admirable career women of the 1970s ideal. But alone in a hotel room, with a trooper as emissary, it is the Paulas of the world he wants to see, with the permed hair and the puce lipstick and the long, blood-red nails--the gals with that come-hither look. There are things we probably shouldn't know about a President, but this isn't one of them...
DIED. JEAN LOUIS, 89, Oscar-winning designer whose fluid fashions draped Hollywood's most mythic figures; in Palm Springs, California. Louis's rapport with his leading ladies (Marilyn Monroe reportedly introduced herself by disrobing) inspired such creations as Rita Hayworth's come-hither black satin gown in Gilda and the sequined formfitting dress that Monroe wore to serenade birthday boy (and President) John Kennedy...
...among the living was more melancholy reflection, namely the identity of all the persons with that which they were in youth, in college halls. I found my old friends the same; the same jokes pleased, the same straws tickled; the manhood & offices they brought hither today seemed masks; underneath, we were still boys...