Word: talled
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Dates: during 1980-1989
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...Holy brothers have promoted their clothes to a new generation of fitness-minded businessmen. All the Boss ads feature a tall, square-jawed model who looks like a health-club regular. "We are completely aware that 70% of men's clothing decisions are made by females," says Uwe. The company also has recruited such top athletes as Björn Borg, the five-time Wimbledon tennis champion, and Jürgen Hingsen, the world-record holder and Olympic silver medalist in the decathlon, to wear the Boss line...
...which the models included the wives of James Baker, Jack Kemp and Robert Michel. They were introduced by both their own name and their husband's name, and a notation of the number of children each had. The hit of the runway parade was a 3-ft.-tall mink elephant...
...Bible college and about "opportunity" and "space to spare" in Dallas. Dallas did not seem as thoughtful as Hank, but it appeared to live somewhere between the church and the bank. Saturday afternoon I walked among the gray and silver office buildings downtown, each showing off another in the tall sheets of reflecting glass, like dark vertical lakes. Buildings going up and up. One, as yet unfinished, had windows only part of the way up the structure, like a woman pulling on a stocking. Sex was somewhere in this mix. The air was filled with heat, jackhammers, and church bells...
During the Los Angeles trial that ended with John De Lorean's acquittal on charges of drug conspiracy and possession, a striking tableau could be seen. At the defendant's table sat De Lorean, tall and handsome, boyish despite his 59 years, as smooth and sleek as the sports car he briefly manufactured. In the witness chair sat his key accuser, James Timothy Hoffman, 43, a hulking, 250-lb. convicted drug dealer and admitted perjurer whose latest job was as a professional informer, setting up his friends and acquaintances for Government stings. When the obese Hoffman appeared...
Next I went to see Muhammad Ali in his West Hollywood mansion with the wide manicured lawns and the tall white flagpole. He was always worth a story. Perhaps he would tell me the one about his Olympic gold medal, how he had taken it from his neck after being refused service in a Louisville restaurant for being black and had thrown it with its bright ribbon twirling off a bridge into the Ohio River...