Word: stilettoed
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...every phrase and constantly rewrote himself. He scoffed at the "deep-thinking, hair-trigger columnist or commentator who can settle great affairs with absolute finality three days or even six days a week." Yet Pegler recurrently passed devastating judgments on men-or women -with a damning epithet. Sometimes his stiletto was properly aimed. He won a Pulitzer Prize in 1941 for exposing the shakedown racket of George Scalise, a New York union leader, who was subsequently imprisoned...
...imagine," she wailed, "how exhausting it is transporting a baby, a nanny and all your possessions all over the world." So saying, Britt left Peter and began transporting baby, nanny and possessions all over the world-off to New York for the filming of Britt's latest movie, Stiletto, then down to Puerto Rico for more shooting, then back to London for the Sellers' December divorce. Last week Britt, four-year-old Victoria and dutiful nanny popped back into New York for some more Stiletto. It turns out that the movie is to be completed at a third...
...Stiletto Tongue. The Castle blend of imagination and efficiency has made Barbara the highest-ranking woman politician in British history and won applause from bastions of business such as London's Financial Times, which called her "one of the few really effective ministers in the present government." A lifelong socialist and a cause-carrying M.P. for more than two decades, she served as an evangelist for the Beveridge report, which blueprinted Britain's postwar welfare state. She has a tongue like a stiletto when she needs it, and once goaded Tory M.P. Peter Walker into comparing...
...cuddles on a brown floor rug. Still another, falling out of her low-necked dress, lounges against a lavishly embroidered sofa. The skin of each has the alabaster transparency of beeswax or some expensive face cream made with royal jelly. But their hair, their eyes, their mouths, their stiletto-heeled shoes and the upholstery against which they nestle are all an ugly, and yet powerfully nostalgic, Victorian shade of brown. The mordancy of this color and the wistfulness of the girls' expressions save them from what would otherwise be a cloying coyness. Each girl becomes both an icon...
Once inside, you survey your 10,000 fellows: M.I.T. professors, roving-eyed men, grandmas, unworkingmen, stiletto-heeeled tootises, and ordinary crowd material. They mill around the closed-circuit TV's, the long rows of betting windows, the beer and hot dog stands. They wander back and forth eating popcorn, spilling out to the open-air section by the track, crowding against the rail at the finish wire. Some flourish fistfuls of money, looking like scarecrows stuffed with green straw...