Word: sarong
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...Hindus, who account for three-fourths of the refugees and a majority of the dead, have borne the brunt of the Moslem military's hatred. Even now, Moslem soldiers in East Pakistan will snatch away a man's lungi (sarong) to see if he is circumcised, obligatory for Moslems; if he is not, it usually means death. Others are simply rounded up and shot. Commented one high U.S. official last week: "It is the most incredible, calculated thing since the days of the Nazis in Poland...
...unbuttoned mores of modern movies. "Call me a prude or a square," said Dorothy Lamour, 56, "but I'm not happy with a lot .of dirty movies. What we did was sex, but it was clean sex." As samples of this phenomenon, Dorothy cited her famous sarong, "which suggested nudity," and her love scenes "in the jungle with Ray Milland−all clean, bright and happy." Big-eyed Bette Davis, 62, on the other hand, likes the sexual integrity of many films today. "We would have given our hats to be honest," she said. "We were handicapped...
...next ten days. Slowly my life was settling into the semblance of a routine. Morning would be announced by the crowing of the village cocks. Rising from the tabletop that served as my bed, I would strip off my clothes and don a red-and-white checkered sarong for the first of three daily baths, accomplished by the simple expedient of pouring three pails of ice-cold water over my head...
...taken the play from last year's Costa Smeralda. Playing along, Sweden's handsome, eligible Crown Prince Carl Gustaf, 24, did not hesitate a minute when the "All in Red" theme of one of Porto Rotonda's costume parties was announced. He draped himself in red sarong, Belafonte shirt and red beads. Also spied at the fashionable new playground were those now-quite-grown twin daughters of Ingrid Bergman and Roberto Rossellini, 18-year-old Isabella and Isotta...
...Angeles' the Now (formerly Cocoanut Grove), a nightclub thick with the ghosts of potted palms and a thousand big-name bands, Diana Ross makes her electric entrance, shimmering like a Broadway sign. She sports a frizzy Afro wig about the size of a boxwood hedge and a sequined sarong that looks as if it were cut from the Orion constellation. That's not the only star trip this lady is on. She seizes the microphone and leans into a song: Don't Rain on My Parade. What is this? Diana Ross, ex-Supreme, making like Barbra Streisand...