Word: tartness
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DIED. MARY WICKES, 79, character actress; in Burbank, California. Hard to name but easy to recognize, Wickes was the tart-tongued accent to 50 years of pop culture: stage work like The Man Who Came to Dinner and Oklahoma, TV turns from I Love Lucy to M*A*S*H and more than 50 films, including classics like Now Voyager and recent hits like Little Women and Sister...
...last half a dozen episodes have the ladies reaching a crescendo of tastelessness. They fire off jokes about masturbation, bulimia and the crisis in Grozny. In one episode, Edina and Patsy tart themselves up for the arrival of two male prostitutes. When Edina is worried that her tight dress will make her seem like "a pushover," Patsy responds, "Darling, you're paying him. In his eyes you're already flat on your back and staked...
...fever. In her DKNY show, the city girl went western, featuring dubious slinky pants with a phony chaps look, crinoline-shaped frontier skirts and hats that were at least seven gallons. In Paris, Jean-Paul Gaultier, perennial idol of the fashion press, indulged in one of his toughest tart looks ever. Each of his models had one eye blackened, and sullen stares seemed to be a decree. Some of them wore cyberspace-punk bodysuits printed with computer graphics. Still, draped over them were practical coats and jackets-Gaultier's meal ticket...
...language, connoting that something or someone has stripped off the gaudy trappings of the disinformation age and gone back to basics. MTV this month is launching a new series of Unplugged concerts, featuring some of the hottest acts in pop music. Among them: Grammy winner Sheryl Crow, the tart but sweet Irish pop group Cranberries, the spiritualistic rockers Live and singer-guitarist Melissa Etheridge--whose show, featuring a duet with Bruce Springsteen, airs this week. Says Crow: "Getting to perform in this format, which is taking your music and honoring the song as opposed to blowing up amps and stuff...
...forth on a grid of overhead catwalks and surveillance cameras hidden in smoked-glass hemispheres. I stroll through the gleaming Lucite wonderland holding a perfect 6-in. cube improvised from duct tape and cardboard. I stagger through a glitter gulch of Gummi fauna, Boston baked beans, gobstoppers, Good & Plenty, Tart'n Tiny. Then, bingo: bulk jelly beans, premium grade. I put my cube under the spout and fill...