Word: turbanned
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...soon after the delegates invited India, whose Moslem minority of 60 million gives it the world's third largest Islamic population (after Indonesia's 100 million and Pakistan's 90 million). Next day the Indian Ambassador to Morocco, a gray-bearded Sikh sporting an elegant white turban, joined the Congress. He was, of course, not a Moslem, and it was as if W. C. Fields had shuffled into a W.C.T.U rally. Sputtered a Pakistani journalist: "If India can come, there could be an Islamic summit next year to which Israel could be invited. They have a Moslem...
...world's great cats; on view among the ladies were eight leopard coats, two ocelot coats, a cheetah suit and a tiger jacket with matching handbag. Their hostess, Princess Grace of Monaco, even showed up splendidly attired in a coat made of wild mink with matching turban...
...they play two aging homosexuals. "It's the most exciting picture I've done in years," sighed Rex Harrison of his part in the movie adaptation of Charles Dyer's play, Staircase. "I love it," said Richard Burton, even though he has to wear a makeshift turban because the character he portrays is ashamed of his baldness...
...serious political thinker with some unusual views of Canada's future, he has nonetheless answered hecklers with an impudent "so's your old man." He dresses with a style and extreme casualness that stands out in Canada. After a trip to India in 1949, Trudeau wore a turban for a while. His usual outfits include colorful sport jackets, German leather coats, French leather hats, ascots and sandals. Gibed T. C. Douglas, leader of the New Democratic Party: "It's going to be unusual to have a Prime Minister who has to struggle to wear store shoes...
Swann is a bespectacled cricket on a piano bench. He and his piano both chirp. Flanders, confined to a wheelchair by polio, looks like a maharajah temporarily deprived of his turban, bearers and ceremonial umbrella. He possesses the slightly disdainful aplomb, though not the waspish irascibility of a black-bearded Monty Woolley. When the two sing together in revue style, their words dance-whether it be a mock blues about the unrequited love of a nearsighted armadillo for an abandoned tank or a toast to the second law of thermodynamics in a foaming Einstein of boozy intellectual suds that tweaks...