Word: scarfed
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Dates: during 2000-2009
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...Pakistan, are lined with both mirrors and Durrani's own cool-hued paintings of women flying, dancing, sleeping, gazing dreamily?lovely nudes in ethereal settings. Four months ago, a strange houseguest started drifting uncertainly through the elegant rooms, her head and face shrouded by a dark brown head-scarf. She stared at the paintings but took pains to avoid all those mirrors, explaining that she was afraid of herself...
...attempts at reviving the classic haute couture style of Givenchy, it was lauding Saint Laurent for a collection which could have appeared on the runway at anytime in the last 25 years. A collection which opened with an orange blazer worn with a violet blouse tied like a scarf at the neck and a shapeless brown skirt. Particularly effusive were the grandes dames of English-language fashion writing. pure elegance by patron saint of paris fashion read the headline of the piece by the Daily Telegraph's Hilary Alexander. "It proved that he holds all the secrets of couture...
...acts in particular cater to an older crowd: the “Silk Aerial” team of Katherine Schumann Binder and Sasha Nevidonski, who gracefully twist and twirl several feet above the ground by wrapping themselves up in a long, white silk scarf, and the “Tango Acrobatics” of the French team of Sophie Ferrero and Virgile Peyramaure, a painful test of strength as the two balance each other’s bodies while, in stereotypical French fashion, infuse the act with a sexy je ne sais quoi. In another particularly creative act that both...
...Arrivée à New York," currently playing to sellout audiences at Paris' Gaité Montparnasse theater, is based on Céline's classic 1932 novel "Voyage au Bout de la Nuit." Wearing a worn jacket and a grey scarf, Luchini emerges onto a nearly empty stage. He peers into the distance with his round hazel eyes and, for the next 80 minutes, holds the audience spellbound with the first-person narrative of a young Frenchman's voyage to America on the eve of the Depression. He takes Céline's persona from the scary, impersonal streets...
...wide hole in the outer wall and shattering an interior wall, blowing out all the windows and hurling shrapnel into a jumble of mattresses where the family normally sleeps. Instantly, the house filled with smoke. "Oh my! Oh my!" exclaimed Muharemi, tugging anxiously at her blue wool head scarf amid the rubble. "The children were screaming, and I couldn't see my sons." Groping for the front door, she was seized with panic. "We thought the house was falling." Somehow it did not, and the families escaped, taking cover in a nearby ditch...