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...over Thanksgiving, the Crimson journeyed into Canada, coming out of the Great White North with a 5-3 win over McGill and a hard-fought 2-0 loss to St. Laurent...
Unlike in past years, the Crimson has arigorous pre-conference schedule, travelling forthe first time ever to Canada over Thanksgivingbreak. There, Harvard will pay powerhouses McGilland St. Laurent...
...backs. Rap is also a worldwide fashion commodity. Local variations of the basic American street outfit -- baggy pants, pricey sneakers, hooded sweatshirts, flashes of jewelry -- turn up everywhere, from dance clubs to fashion layouts. Yves Saint Laurent produces golden belt buckles with his logo writ large, Public Enemy-style, and Karl Lagerfeld loads his Chanel models with enough baubles to sink M.C. Hammer into the ground like a stake. Spike's Joint in Tokyo (yes, that Spike) supplies Japanese trendies with film-related merchandise, from team jackets ($794) to the official Malcolm X baseball cap ($39) -- the one indispensable part...
...AMERICAN BALLET THEATER'S PROduction (Romeo and Juliet) was lovely, the music (Prokofiev) splendid, and the principal dancers (Laurent Hilaire and Sylvie Guillem) enchanting. But the roiling applause at Manhattan's Metropolitan Opera House went mainly to the man who was making his U.S. debut in the orchestra pit, RUDOLF NUREYEV. Now 54, the century's most celebrated male dancer has got a leg up on a new career as a conductor. Admirers who feared that he could not achieve so radical a transition without embarrassment may rest easy. Nureyev, who started conducting both ballet and stage performances with considerable...
Swept out of favor is the sexy image of '80s best sellers like Yves Saint Laurent's Opium and Klein's Obsession. The cry now is for romance. Lauder's ads for SpellBound simply show two people looking into each other's eyes. In a Vogue interview, Klein rhapsodized about days with his wife Kelly that have no edge and precious few events...