Word: silver
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Dates: during 2000-2009
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...this 7-megapixel beauty through its 3-in. touch screen. After you've shot some pictures, play them back in an animated musical slide show. Finger-paint all over a photo with the drawing tool, and then save a copy, doodles and all. Your choice of finish is between silver and--get this--candy-apple red. PRICE...
...have realized that they can get less fuzzed-out and more like traditional South American music. Watching them was like watching an aging, agnostic Jew rediscover the power of scripture, and dance with glee as he intones the blessings.Speaking of Jews, highlight number two was a huge surprise. The Silver Jews is a band that’s been around since the early ’90s, but had never toured until last year. Initial reviews of their live shows had been tepid, at best, so we all had our doubts.Jesus Christ, were we wrong. Frontman David Berman is, first...
...turnaround, in-home theater options and technologies—On Demand got me through three grueling summer months in the Colorado suburbs—and higher-than-average ticket prices, Americans have fewer reasons than ever before to jump in the old sedan and gawk at the silver screen. The complete and utter lack of quality films adds, just a wee bit, to this slump. “Sitting in the darkness/What a world to see!/Let’s go to the movies/Annie, wait and see.” Let’s go to the movies? Hm?...
...Christopher Bailey, another young fashion talent, knows exactly what he wants the Burberry brand to be: a very commercial interpretation of what a trendy Londoner's wardrobe might look like. It works, from the bouncy washed linen swing coats to the dusty rose dresses and the silver metallic accessories. Dusty rose, by the way, is the color for spring. Not navy blue...
...renovate the property, which it owns, and force the leasing stores to relocate. But I’ve made bad choices too. Toscanini’s, I’m sorry for those times the ubiquitous green logo of commercialized Seattle lattes lured me away from your independently-owned silver “T.” I regret the days I forgot my wallet and had to use my CrimsonCash on weak Barker Center brews. I wish I could take back my moments of weakness—in which I stood shaking on DeWolfe Street slurping down 24 ounces...