Word: sitterly
(lookup in dictionary)
(lookup stats)
Dates: all
Sort By: most recent first
(reverse)
...cheeks, like one of the winds huffing and blowing. "But truely," she conceded, "I thinke it tis lyke the originale." The fact is that flattery is not a word that can quickly be defined, at least in portraiture. How it is used, what it means, depends on how the sitter feels about himself and how posterity will feel about the sitter. Our own bias, in a post-Freudian age, is toward portraits that show a "truth" about the sitter that the sitter was not willing to admit. But that is not how the portraitists of the 16th, 17th or 18th...
...Dustin Hoffman can wear a dress to get his movie character an acting job, Richard Pryor can wear a dress in his job as a waitress. Pryor plays an underemployed journalist who, for $10,000, agrees to act as the baby-sitter in the swimming pool...
...some strong conceptual questions. Edward Zigler, director of the Bush Center in Child Development and Social Policy at Yale University, estimates that 40% of the children of working mothers may be in "home day care" (that is, they are cared for either in their own home or in the sitter's), while fully another 40% are in "family day care," where a sitter outside the home cares for four to six children. "It is an open issue for children of every age," he says. Says Psychologist Michael Meyerhoff, who spent 13 years in the Harvard Pre-School Project: "If there...
...avuncular concern that Bradlee should avoid trips in the station's helicopter. Bradlee was furious and used the whirlybird until two weeks before her due date last January. After six weeks, she was back at work, balancing career and motherhood, and sharing child-care duties with a baby sitter and Husband Ben Bradlee Jr., a Boston Globe reporter. Later this year, Ben Sr., 60, married to Washington Post Reporter Sally Quinn, 40, will also become a new father...
...take out a big bowie knife and cut and cut. I go to the movies instead. I loved Halloween. That was a hell of a good movie, all the aggression at the heart of every horror film distilled into this pale, clean little engine, its camera gliding from baby-sitter to baby-sister while director John Carpenter applied the organ music like an expert masseur...