Word: paled
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...whose face and figure are her fortune, and the opulent Aly Khan, who has less visible means of support, passed through Manhattan bound for Britain, Switzerland and, possibly, marriage. Readers of the tabloid New York Daily News choked on their gum when they read that Miss Hayworth looked "as pale and haggard as though she had walked all the way from Hollywood [to meet her] gold-plated boy friend from mystic India." She scurried aboard the liner Britannic, the Daily News went on, over a gangplank "ordinarily used, dock workers said, to take bodies aboard, or to carry...
What sort of snarling cat had got hold of the News's tongue? Well, Miss Hayworth had refused to be interviewed, and any celebrity who did that to the News could expect to be tabbed as looking pale and haggard. Reporters don't like to be snubbed, and have their own unpleasant ways of showing it. On the other hand, in Elsa Maxwell's column last week, "Rita, of course, looked beautiful." Elsa had not been snubbed; she had lunched with Rita...
...dramatic values. Along Hollywood Boulevard, the street lamps are covered with those decorations which are not real trees, or even slavish representations of real trees, but interesting, frankly synthetic designs frosted in colored lights. And along Wilshire and Sunset the roadside stands are gay with little trees sprayed in pale blue, white, pink and lavender. At this time, Hollywood would like everyone, particularly itself, to wear a cheerful face...
Among the chief delights "of the ride, he found, are the things one sees on the way: "The tint and character of a leaf, the dreamy, purple shades of mountains, the exquisite lacery of winter branches, the dim, pale silhouettes of far horizons. And I had lived for over 40 years without ever noticing any of them except in a general way, as one might look at a crowd and say, 'What a lot of people...
Last week, Louisville, swelling with local pride, heard its second premiere. While a packed audience in Columbia Auditorium clapped a hearty welcome, Virgil Thomson strode to the podium, ducked his round, balding head, and stared briefly ahead with his pale blue eyes. Then, brisk and businesslike, he drove Louisville's 50-piece Philharmonic through his Wheat Field at Noon, a series of well-plowed variations on two twelve-tone themes. When the ride was over, Louisville gave him an ovation. As a bonus, Composer Thomson led the orchestra in another little thing he had written, Bugles and Birds...