Word: suites
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...their right ever to receive the medals, and the elder Zybina was barred from the trip to Stockholm (TIME, Aug. 18). Also barred was Nina Ponoma-reva, the hefty discus thrower who was caught shoplifting in London two years ago. A sort of Maria Callas in a track suit, Nina had made her outbursts of temperament famous. She was accused of being "egotistical and uncomradely." All this was part of a stern new government campaign to eradicate a disease called "The Stardom Sickness...
...Dressed in a blue suit, pink shirt and dark glasses, Jack is ready for the hired limousine that has come to take him to the show. He settles into the back seat with a groan, convinced that he is on a short ride toward disaster...
...Broadcasting Corp. as last week it relaxed the rule that TV announcers must dress in dinner jackets on nighttime shows. The new, unstuffed-shirt policy brought cries of alarm from John Taylor, editor of Tailor and Cutter, bible of the British needle trades. A BBC man in a business suit is a desecration, complained Taylor. "The BBC should continue to set an example by doing the right thing visually." But Announcer Michael Aspel put the matter in a different light. "There used to be a communal dinner jacket which we just passed around," he confided. "And what the public didn...
...front. Susan Christine ("call me Chris") von Saltza had done it in 1:03.5, set a U.S. record. Less than an hour later she windmilled to a new world's record in the 200-meter backstroke with a 2:37.4 clocking. Still dripping in her black suit, Chris hustled to a telephone, called her mother in Saratoga, Calif. "Guess what I did, Mummy?" she cried. "I won the 100-meter freestyle. And guess what else I did, Mummy? I won the 200-meter backstroke and set the world's record." Freckled, blue-eyed Chris already looms...
...wizard whose farcical wand-waving expressed a world in which Nietzsche's famed dictum-"God is dead"-was translated into a scandalous joke. Jarry enthusiastically drank absinthe and, near the end of his life, ether (he died at 34). At the theater he wore a dirty white canvas suit and a makeshift paper shirt with the tie painted on in India ink. He was, said Gide, "an incredible figure . . . plaster-faced . . . gotten up like a circus clown and acting a fantastic, strenuously contrived role which showed no human characteristic." He often carried firearms. Once he was shooting the tops...