Word: satined
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...Frances Lanahan, daughter of F. Scott Fitzgerald, was hostess at an "Anti-Inaugural Ball" in her Georgetown home. Of those present, none seemed to be having a better time than the radiant young wife of the junior Senator from Massachusetts. Dressed in a simple, Empire-waisted white satin gown, Jacqueline Bouvier Kennedy laughed and danced into the early morning...
...secondhand garments. In East Africa, the political and missionary propaganda on the importance of wearing clothes has succeeded so well that any native wearing only a loincloth is now derided as mtu hivi hivi -a wild man. The men like dark jackets, preferably dinner jackets, and the bigger the satin lapels the better. The clothes campaign has had fair success with East African women: despite the dearth of rain, the ladies' most popular item is a used raincoat-with nothing underneath...
Fawn-colored pants, white shoes, a pink satin shirt with ELVIS embroidered on the back and a small Presley hat decorated with the hero's picture-all these festooned a fat, balding, cigar-smoking man in a four-room executive suite on the Paramount lot in Hollywood. Thomas Andrew ("Colonel") Parker, 49, is the discoverer, manager and part owner of Elvis Presley; although he tries very hard to look every inch a rube, he is known on all horizons of show business as the shrewdest pitchman who ever came out of a small-time carny into the big time...
Enter, Indeterminancy. A man in sneakers and grey-flannel slacks walked over to the balloons and started popping them with a pin. A contralto in a sickly green satin cocktail suit began singing St. Louis Blues. A dancer in a black leotard skipped rope while the pianist slammed the keyboard with his elbows. "Five!" cried Cage, his arm descending like the second hand of a clock. Sneakers hit the piano strings with a dead fish. Black Leotard read a newspaper while marking time to the wail of the trombone by flipping a garbage can lid with her foot...
Then a mighty roar went up, and there came Tom Mboya on the shoulders of his excited supporters. Around his shoulders was a black skin cape. The sleepy eyes danced with pleasure, and a grin split the gleaming, satin-smooth black face...