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...predecessors, Author Shelley Mydans, wife of Photographer Carl Mydans, again tells the story in this new book, subtitled "a novel of the life, passion and miracles of Becket." It is still a rousing tale, filled with pomp and circumstance, tumultuous with the hacking blades of knights in battle, and silken with conspiracies that range from London to Rome...
...Within its embattled boundaries it embraces six distinct ethnic groups, seven major religions, 845 languages and dialects, and two ancient and antagonistic cultures: the Indo-Aryan (primarily Hindi-speaking) in the north, the Dravidian (speaking mainly Telugu and Tamil) in the south. Its peoples range from sultry Sikhs in silken turbans to naked Nagas armed with crossbows; from country dwellers who are seared black by a cruel sun to pale and perfumed maharanees who ride to the beaches of Bombay in air-conditioned Rolls-Royces...
...onetime Massachusetts fireman who started mixing chemicals in the early 1900s when his own hair began to thin, built his concoctions into a $28 million annual business with the help of one of the U.S.'s most distinctive ad campaigns, featuring for the past 25 years portraits of silken-haired blondes, most of whom were his own granddaughters and great-granddaughters; of leukemia; in Springfield, Mass...
Precarious Trail. The tour itself went off like African clockwork. Delays were commonplace. Vast crowds surged around Elizabeth and Prince Philip as they were whirled through Addis in the Emperor's Rolls-Royce, which broke down only once. At one point they transferred to the silken cab of a green and scarlet imperial coach pulled by a team of six Lippizaner horses. They dined on lamb, watt (Ethiopia's excellent meat and vegetable stew), tedj-a honey-based mead-and Taitinger champagne. The imperial touch was also present when Elizabeth journeyed over the dusty plain to Asmara, where...
Wearing baubles, bangles and basic black, the guests seemed a chain of paper dolls, cut out along dotted lines and attached by tabs to the proper gilt chair. Chums for an instant, they crossed their silken legs as one, juggled cigarettes and sipped champagne. Rivals in fact, the 145 department store executives, buyers and fashion journalists who jammed the salon were on hand for the showing of Norman Norell's fall collection. The last of Manhattan's month-long season, it was also, as nearly always, the best...