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Burger was particularly upset by an incident in October. A woman lawyer about to argue a case told Court Clerk Michael Kodak, "All I own are pantsuits. Should I go out and buy a dress?" Rodak checked with Burger and reported back that the Chief had said "no to pantsuits in no uncertain terms." Apparently unimpressed, the woman appeared in a pantsuit...
...more and more women follow in the footsteps of Shakespeare's Portia, inquiries like the one on the pantsuit seem more likely. For instance, Watergate Prosecutor Jill Volner has been an eyecatcher as she cross-examines at Judge John Sirica's court in boots and a mini. Would the same attire pass muster before the "nine...
Stewart, the rooster of vaudeville rock, prances about the stage in pomp and plumage. His costume includes a baby blue pantsuit with flowered muffler, a yellow negligee and gold toreador pants with a white sleeveless top. In order to maintain his concert pace, Stewart has to keep himself in top physical trim; he follows a preperformance regimen of steam bath, black coffee and port-and-brandy. At a recent show in Anaheim, Calif., he wiggled his way through Maggie May and Every Picture Tells a Story, and later, during an instrumental break, backstagers could see him gasping and wheezing behind...
...première, the woman lawyer was so emotionally shattered by having to spend a single night in the clink that she could not open her mouth in court the next day. (Hubby came to the rescue, naturally.) The next week she "proved" her right to wear a pantsuit into a fancy Los Angeles restaurant (a right won long ago by other pantsuited Angelenos) by forcing her husband to wear a dress at the office. The only thing that has really been liberated is a lot of sudsy detergent-commercial cuteness. The perfect couple call one another "Pinkie" or worse...
...blue jeans with a LOVE patch sewn on his backside, a KEEP ON TRUCKIN' T shirt stretched across his chest, and a fuzzy tam-o'-shanter perched on his head. He is squeezing the hand of his girl friend, a teased blonde in a Day-Glo orange pantsuit and sequined glasses, carrying a suitcase-size black patent leather handbag and a bag of candy. They crunch along through the litter of wrappers and handbills toward the star attraction, the dazzling Muzi-Kart, a customized 1933 Willys...