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Word: tweeds (lookup in dictionary) (lookup stats)
Dates: during 1980-1989
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Lauren constantly scours his surroundings for design ideas. His taste is eclectic, though not unpredictable: he is chronically hooked on classics. "I love jeans, cowboy boots, tweed jackets, pin-stripe suits, old race cars, Porsches, Indian blankets and baskets," he says. Lauren once chased down a Colorado cowboy whose battered jeep he wanted to buy on the spot. Observes WWD Editor McCarthy: "Everything he sees or does comes back to his work. He is totally consumed...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Selling a Dream of Elegance and the Good Life | 9/1/1986 | See Source »

Love may well be life's most blinding obsession, but Colwin is so obsessed with her subject that for the first six of her eight stories she actually neglects the players. Flesh fades before wordplay as he, elegant in his tweed coat and paisley scarf, embraces her, a slob in worn corduroys and ratty sweater, on the way to the frowsy couch in Billy's study. Readers can scarcely hear Billy's battered loafers thud to the floor for the detonations of insights and definitions...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Books: Love Letters Another Marvelous Thing | 4/21/1986 | See Source »

Eastwood has been doing his own door knocking in the town's four precincts. Dressed in a tie and tweed sports jacket, he tells voters that he too wishes to preserve Carmel. "The residents and the business community must cooperate to solve the parking and tourist problem," he says. The low-key approach and easy smile have won over folks who knew him only from film. The race appears to be between Eastwood and Townsend, but no candidate seems ready to concede. "I'll whip his butt," vows Laub, the T-shirt salesman...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Go Ahead, Voters, Make My Day: Clint Eastwood | 4/7/1986 | See Source »

This all sounds pretty Orwellian, but here comes Gilliam's comic twist. Almost immediately after the dust settles, a man in a tweed suit walks in and politely gives the terrified Mrs. Buttle a receipt for her husband before leading him away. At the same moment, state-employed maintenance men begin shouting at the stormtroopers through the shattered ceiling, cursing them for messing up the heating system...

Author: By Benjamin N. Smith, | Title: Brazil's Flying Circus | 1/31/1986 | See Source »

...that would have knocked old Grease Monkey Buchanan's hat in the creek. She said she was an investment banker, and that her work would pull her away from the show early. She had to be with clients in Scotland the following morning, to fish for salmon along the Tweed. And on Wednesday she had to be in Paris, to put together a deal for a mobile bureau de change to be operated out of armored cars...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: American Scene | 1/17/1986 | See Source »

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