Word: undresser
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...greatest portraitist of modern sculpture, immortalized hosts of the great (including the frozenly quizzical Somerset Maugham and the electric-haired "Ein") with dashing busts that almost seemed to breathe. "What could be more interesting," he demanded, "than a human face?" Epstein's female portraits were often busts in undress; he proved that breasts also can show personality...
...serviceman's wife and have been stationed with my husband in Japan and in Europe, and at times I've been pretty disgusted with the way many of the young wives dress-or rather undress-when they know that they will be seen in public. I'd like to see the same kind of restrictions placed on attire in the suburban supermarkets, and especially on tourists who are visiting some of the important places in the nation's capital...
...principal object of his salvage operation is the heroine. But he is so worried about the bad in her that he fails to appreciate the good, and she hates him for it. Sick of his tyranny, desperate for affection, she goes off on pathetic tangents of rebelliousness-threatens to undress in public, pawns her schoolbooks to pay for a permanent wave, takes clandestine bus trips to Memphis. "I gotta get chances in this life," she rages, and before long she gets one with a roustabout (Stuart Whitman) in a traveling carnival. He is not a bad young fellow...
...needed." On four-year-old Jane, for example, the effect has been startling. Jane entered Smiths last year, utterly demoralized by her well-educated but intensely demanding parents. She alternated between incoherent screaming and stunned silence, slept exactly two hours in her first eight days, required three people to undress her. The "continuous cuddle" given Jane by a nurse and doctor were unsuccessful-then Big Sister Maggie (mental age: five) took over. Jane went to bed with Maggie, curled up in her arms and finally fell asleep. Last week Jane's shrimpish little face, once twisted with rage, beamed...
...British troops dropped at night from rooftops onto the balconies of Greek Cypriot homes, marched in through the unlocked doors to search for weapons in refrigerators and under beds. After three days the balcony raids were suspended because of complaints from Greek Cypriot women caught in various stages of undress by the unannounced visitors...