Word: maned
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...lecturer is all Navy: blue uniform, gold braid, seven rows of ribbons, a lined, leathery face and a full mane of white hair. Like a captain on his bridge, he paces back and forth before his students, 45 mature, mid-career military officers taking a year of graduate studies at the Naval War College in Newport...
Tish Baldrige is a very memorable character. At 6 ft. 1 in., with her strong, intelligent head held at full altitude, her white hair swept back in the Fifth Avenue mane, she enters a room with queenly bearing. But Tish manages to mitigate her formidable presence: she is a direct and funny woman with a clear gaze and a trace of self-mockery. Far from stuffy about good taste, she is even given to repeating the awful and ancient schoolyard joke that is a painful memory to every oversize woman: "Confucius say, boy who dance with tall girl get bust...
...record shows it: Duryea's voting record in the state assembly displays a consistent disregard for city needs in the areas of revenue sharing, mass transit funding, Medicaid programming and low-income housing. But the record does not speak for itself. Duryea, with the silver mane and the mellow deliberate tones and the one careful vote for the Big MAC bond issue, can speak around it with startling effectiveness...
...goes through weeks of sometimes tearful self-improvement and self-display. There are trips to Palo Alto to work with her orchestrator. Hairdresser John Bettiol works over her for hours, striving for that perfect balance between wholesomeness and sophistication. He coaxes Christine's permed frizz into a Cosmo-mane of curls, daubing her face with goo and powder. Sneaking a peek in the mirror, she is aghast. Her mouth is caked in red sludge. "It should have blood dripping from it," she jokes. The photographer is unimpressed. What Christine hates most is the fake eyelashes...
...great modernists whom he coached and championed, Pound never prepared a public face. Even at 83, he remained unsmiling and ill at ease in front of the camera, although he had come to look like the personification of an aging bard. His unruly hair had whitened into a mane, and his face bore lines and wrinkles beyond the mere ravages of time. In "Hugh Selwyn Mauberley" (1920) Pound had praised "the obscure reveries of the inward gaze." As these pictures prove, it became his characteristic expression...