Word: torsoed
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...more than 40 playkids on the market, and they are fast outstripping the scandal sheets. The most successful of the upstarts are monthlies, with such names as Caper, Nugget, Rogue, Escapade and Cabaret. Like Playboy ( TIME, Sept. 24), they trade in the smirk, the leer and the female torso-only more so. Latest addition to the wolf pack, out this week, is a Negro monthly called Duke...
Flipflopping about the stage of the Paris Opera, flabby Ballet Dancer Serge (the "Great Torso") Lifar, 51, in his lithe, bygone prime (see cut) the selfproclaimed successor to the great Nijinsky, was a parody of his younger self in his "farewell" performance in Giselle. A theater full of balletomanes paid tribute to Lifar more out of nostalgia than immediate appreciation. But retirement would come hard to Russian-born Serge Lifar. ,"If the occasion presents itself to dance Afternoon of a Faun," growled he, "I'll dance Afternoon of a Faun...
Another artist following course exercises is Gil Cautrecasas, '57. His copy of an African head is a rather high class doodle. In a pencil study of a nude torso, Cautrecasas is fairly skillful at describing the feminine anatomy, but his graphic treatment is thoroughly unimaginative...
...toes, as she and Romeo first face each other, she establishes a mood of girlish ecstasy; by the neat way she lifts one calf across the other while Romeo holds her aloft, she expresses womanly satisfaction in her conquest; at the marriage, the very line of her pouter-pigeon torso, stretching straight back to her pointed toes as she is held up, delivers an emotional wallop. But the high point of Ballerina Ulanova's performance is her fluttering despair when faced with a second suitor, and then her precipitous dash, head thrown back, down Verona's streets...
...hunter, danced in last week's performance by handsome Michael Somes, wonderingly clutched his rare bird. Her movements were startled, quivering, with precipitous halts on one toe tip, her torso parallel to the ground, her other leg arrow-straight behind her. Three times she made a vicious break for freedom, three times she had her wild wings pinned by the hunter. At last, exhausted, she sagged in defeat, and as ransom, presented her captor with a gold feather. He set her free...