Word: trunk
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Dates: during 1980-1989
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...trying, really, to get elegance back into clothing without sacrificing ease. He wanted to find a way of dressing up that looked like dressing down: men's jackets that looked as if they had just been resurrected from a steamer trunk, women's suits that could have been borrowed from men but felt as if they had been cut to order, skirts and blouses that could seem at first randomly pulled from the closet but that, once together, worked a very particular and sudden magic. Legend has it that Fred Astaire would break in a new suit...
...Senate Appropriations Subcommittee last week. "The problem is worldwide Soviet interventionism that poses an unprecedented challenge to the free world. Anyone attempting to debate the prospects for a successful outcome in El Salvador who fails to consider the Soviet menace is dealing with only the leg or the trunk of the elephant...
...them quite so vividly as Corde does. Only once does Bellow, who seems to stand fairly close behind Corde, trying to speak over his protagonist's shoulder, break through. Describing a case in which a man kidnaps a woman, rapes her repeatedly and locks her in the trunk of his car, finally shooting her and dumping the body in a trash heap. Bellow drives home the point of a world out of control. But he undercuts the effect when Corde gives his own impressions of the event to the defending lawyer in a language that sounds a cross from Annie...
...every day," and that Williams had tried to pay him to perform an act of oral sex. Another black youngster, 15, testified that he once accepted a ride from Williams, who began fondling him, and then parked in a secluded woods. Said the boy: "When he went to the trunk, I jumped out and ran." One witness claimed that while visiting Williams' house, he saw children's clothing on the bathroom floor...
Beside her, on legs that were just learning their business, was a spotted fawn, as small and perfect as a trinket seen through a reducing glass. They stood there, mother and child, under a gray bench whose trunk was engraved with dozens of hearts and initials. Stretched on the ground was another fawn, and I realized that the doe had just finished twinning. The second fawn was still wet, still unrisen. Here was a scene of rare sylvan splendor, in one of my five favorite boroughs, and I couldn't have asked for more...