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Perhaps it's because success was once so elusive that Lisa Scottoline wears it so conspicuously. There are the leopard-print Manolo Blahnik mules, the Blue Cult jeans and Ralph Lauren sweater, the gold Cartier bracelet and the white S500 Mercedes. Her home--a stylishly refurbished Pennsylvania farmhouse on 43 acres--is a grand monument to a blockbuster career that the author has painstakingly built from the ground up. Sometimes called the female John Grisham, Scottoline (pronounced Scot-oh-lee-nee) is a star among the burgeoning ranks of lawyers turned best-selling novelists. Devil's Corner (HarperCollins; 393 pages...
...Instead he's sitting in a suite at the Las Vegas Hilton wearing a sweater vest and talking about video games and laughing his head off. Gates is here for a trade show and to talk up Microsoft's new video-game console, the Xbox 360. In person Gates is not at all the stiff, unsmiling mandroid people make him out to be, or at least he isn't at this exact moment. He's loose and happy, cracking jokes and making fun of himself and talking smack about his competitors. True, his hair is weird, and his voice sounds...
Maybe it makes perfect sense that Steve Wynn would turn into the Mister Rogers of Las Vegas. Sitting in his new hotel in a red V-neck sweater and gray wool pants, Wynn, 63--famous for yelling at employees, taking up steer roping and accidentally shooting off his index finger in his office--is talking about building neighborhoods in his latest land of make-believe. Explaining that his hotel will be a mellow retreat, without the glitz and campy themes that have made him such a sensation in the past, Wynn breaks into a rendition of Bali Ha'ifrom South...
...relaxing environment. Instead of squeezing in an hour to bet online while your kids are yelling, you get to play blackjack by the pool and stare at a waterfall while dancing at 3 a.m. The Mister Rogers of Vegas is hoping you'll want to take off your sweater, put on your slippers and sleep off your sins in one of the classiest hotels in the world...
...from the constraints of social and business dress, who would willingly put on a tie? And what about suit jackets, or even blazers? Is there anyone, given the choice and enough pocket space elsewhere, who would not surrender the weight of a worsted for the ease of a cardigan sweater? Where are those hands...