Word: milked
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Dates: during 1990-1999
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...anyone who has flipped through Vogue or Harper's Bazaar in recent years can attest, it's quite a challenge to find models who don't look dour and perplexed, as though they've just gone through painful psychotherapy or mistaken whole milk for skim. The fashion business, for all its outward absurdity, isn't cheeky and good-humored at its core, and that is perhaps why Isaac Mizrahi made such an impression...
...seems churlish to take anything away from a film with such a unanimously powerful opening, with two pitch-perfect supporting turns from Jeremy Davies (the milk-livered translator), and an attention to history that is emotionally edifying and alive. Still, the connecting material by which Robert Rodat's script moves from the opening battle sequence to the last is less than wholly compelling, and the framing device of the ex-soldier in the cemetery is maudlin and cumbersome. But Spielberg hasn't gotten an ending right in at least 10 years. Again, disputation seems insolent in the case of this...
Scott does almost all her collecting these days on an auction site called eBay. A sort of digital swap meet, the service allows users to sell and bid for antiques and junk of all kinds--old milk bottles, vintage postcards--even U.S. Grant memorabilia. "I've tripled my collection in two years," says Scott, who has amassed nearly 8,000 items, including a $4,500 signed letter and a $20 embossed pillowcase...
...late-year awards tallies, Steven Spielberg's war drama was more coherent and less lazily rhetorical than 1997's Amistad. In fact, it seems churlish to take anything away from a film with such a unanimously powerful opening, with two pitch-perfect supporting turns from Jeremy Davies (the milk-livered translator) and Barry Pepper (the born-again sharpshooter), and an attention to history that is emotionally edifying and alive. Still, the connecting material by which Robert Rodat's script moves from the opening battle sequence to the last is less than wholly compelling, and the framing device...
Supposing the majority of bag lunch folk to be hyper pre-meds, Harvard Dining Services (HDS) has assiduously removed all traces of caffeine from the meal, offering only milk, water, and orange juice for beverages. But HDS and The Crimson err in assuming that only manic undergrads indulge in bag lunches. There is another breed of student queuing up at Loker: the sports...