Word: pinked
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...tons of eyelashes, she pops in to a cocktail party, not unlike the one Julie Christie goes to in Darling, at Robert Eraser's art gallery on Duke Street. There she sees Fashion Designer Pauline Fordham in a silver metallic coat, Starlet Sue Kingsford in a two-piece pink trouser suit with a lovely stretch of naked turn, Los Angeles-born Pop Artist Jann Haworth Blake, Detroit-born Negro Model Donyale Luna. Later, with Michael Rainey, 25, owner of Hung On You, she dances at Dolly's discothèque in Jermyn Street, where the deafening beat comes...
...pink stucco Disney Productions studio, no fewer than three full-length movie features were being edited and scored, and two new TV shows were in production for the 1966-67 season. At the Glendale proving ground, architects, engineers and "imagineers" are developing an addition to his "Magic Kingdom" (Disneyland) that will cost more than the entire original $17 million investment. Also in the works are plans for 1) Mineral King, in California's High Sierra, which, upon opening in 1976, will become one of the world's largest ski centers, and 2) Disney World...
...effect was breathtaking. Out strode the model, clothed in nothing but wafer-thin plastic disks, each glinting with dazzling sun colors (hot orange, pink) and hung together with fine wires...
Stunted Redwood. It was the only round he won. Landing five punches for every one he took, Clay bounced jab after jab off Chuvalo's unguarded forehead; his slashing right raised big pink lumps on the Canadian's pudgy face. In the eleventh round, Cassius staggered Chuvalo with a flurry of combinations; in the 13th, he landed at least 30 solid punches-left jabs, left hooks, straight rights, right uppercuts. By the end of the 15th round, Chuvalo's eyes were slits; he was cut on the scalp and right eyebrow, and blood was trickling from...
...came on like the aurora borealis. Red, white and blue spotlights played across the stage. The 18-piece orchestra, strung out like a chorus line in electric-purple tuxedos, swayed and screeched bloody murder. Girls in pink leotards gyrated madly on a pyramid of fluorescent yellow platforms. The Famous Flames danced and cried, "Hup, hup"; the Fabulous Jewels chanted, "He's so groovy, he's so groovy." And there, right in the middle of it all, was "Mr. Dynamite" himself, James Brown...