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...promising, "I Shall Sing No Song That Is Not a Country Song." Even now, acts that other listeners reflexively think of as country, from McGraw to Willie Nelson to Shania Twain, are often disparaged for keeping an eye on the Hot 100, playing noncountry songs or showing a little navel. The message from hard-core listeners is, Stay behind the wall...
...life as a good Christian - as well as smiling through the irritations of each and every day - are more than enough self-mortification. Those I consider my cilice [a chain] and discipline [a small whip]. Regina M. Rendal Negros Oriental, the Philippines Opus Dei seems to combine extreme navel gazing with self-loathing. It also seems preoccupied with gaining power over others and amassing wealth. Just the description of founder Josemaría Escrivá's enthusiastic self-flagellation was enough to turn me off. Doris Wrench Eisler St. Albert, Canada I was an Opus Dei member in central America...
...point in the fake controversy over Stephen Colbert's performance at the White House Correspondents' Association dinner came when Gawker - the cracked mirror by which much of the media views its navel - ran a poll to determine whether, in fact, Colbert's routine was funny. The poll determined that Colbert was an American hero, which may or may not make him funny, but the fact of the poll's existence sure is. Talk about the politicization of comedy. Next we'll get focus groups and image consultants ("Those clown shoes need to be three inches longer if you want...
Taking cover is the theme of the Paris fall 2006 collections. Wave adieu to the frilly ladylike look and navel-baring sexuality of past seasons. At Givenchy, Riccardo Tisci put his bespectacled models into stiff dresses and opaque tights. At Rochas, the modest mood was reflected in Olivier Theyskens' skinny, chimney-sweeper-inspired pantsuits and monastic evening gowns. The color du jour: soot black...
...conversation halts after this question. It’s like the Memorial Day moment of silence for their sexual peaks, both since passed. Elizabeth stares around the room, vacantly. Evan navel gazes. Shit gets mad awkward...