Word: nudes
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...looking --. Just like a regular guy you see in the movies: bushy hair, thick glasses, mustache. His eyes looked like they went right through you. He was only there about 15 or 20 minutes. Then he says, 'If your mother and someone else's mother were in a room nude, which one would have something to do with?' I was getting--. I says 'your mother.' He blew his top, you know...
Rigoletto & Lady Zorro. Along Blackpool's strand last week, 14 vaudeville and burlesque houses were offering everything from rock 'n' roll to arias from Rigoletto, and a "direct from America" girly show featuring a black-masked nude known as Lady Zorro. There was a puppet show, an acrobatic act, a North American dog act, and a show called Don't Stop, You're Killing Me, a revue thinly disguised as melodrama, which incorporated a squad of "police" who, more or less as if sent by Luigi Pirandello, entered the theater telling everyone in the audience...
...Lady Godiva had cantered through Soho last week, she would have been too late. A stripper on horseback has already been signed to work London's "Naughty Mile." The district heaves with a surfeit of female flesh. After years of popularity abroad, the English nude has at last come into her own at home...
Fluffles & Bells. More exotic appetites are fed with flagellation (at the Raymond Revuebar. a fierce buccaneer regularly whips a featured nude) and deviation (the star of one act at Freddy's Peeperama is billed as "Mr. Fifty-Fifty"). But most members prefer their artistry straightforward. Last week Fluffles the Tassler and Countess Carolin von Sirowitz (the names change quickly) made members forget such recently faded princesses as Peaches Page and Melodic Bubbles. And all across London, clubmen were impatiently awaiting the promised arrival of Bonnie Bell the Ding-Dong Girl, whose entire wardrobe consists of three bells...
...nudity," explained Musicomedienne Carol Charming. But after watching an undraped contingent of Folies-Bergère dolls at the Tropicana Hotel in Las Vegas, Carol asked out of her $100,000-a-year contract with the Tropicana that called for an eight-week appearance this year and next. The nudes were "just wonderful," she insisted. "The trouble is, if I were to work in the same show -as the management wanted-I would just flop. There's no sympathy in the Folies. I can't get laughs until an audience is with...