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Word: velvets (lookup in dictionary) (lookup stats)
Dates: during 1990-1999
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Prokhanov says his friend is "like velvet, with no sharp edges," which is why he appeals to so many different constituencies. Because he is so flexible and cautious, as Prokhanov explains it, ''Zyuganov is the buffer, the go-between for all sides. All these political trends seem as if they're struggling with each other, but the idea of compromise is ripening within them. They need Zyuganov, and Zyuganov needs them. Having received Russia falling apart in his hands, he wants to be the one who puts it back together. Russia and Zyuganov have found each other...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: RUSSIA'96: GENNADI ZYUGANOV: A COMMUNIST TO HIS ROOTS | 5/27/1996 | See Source »

Later, the President let a contributor get close enough to deliver an air kiss, and unleashed a force way beyond his control. After that, everyone expected to be kissed--especially those within the velvet rope who had paid $50,000 to $250,000 for the privilege. This being the '90s, even the men expected something on the order of a full-body-slam hug, followed by a half clasp so the photographer could get a picture. As those of us who have tried to put the brakes on air kissing could have warned Clinton, this is not going to stop...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: WASHINGTON DIARY: THE NEW WAVE | 5/20/1996 | See Source »

...signs have been there for some years. In the '70s, the Canadian writer Mordecai Richler tried to rent a tuxedo in Hollywood for the Oscars and, he later wrote, confronted "rack upon rack of outrageous evening wear. Purple velvet, ruffles, suede." Richler described what happened when he asked if the store had such a thing as a conventional black tuxedo:"'Yes, certainly,' the tailor said, bringing something out of the back room. 'And now tell me, sir, will you be wearing high heels...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: DAMN THE TUXEDOS! | 4/8/1996 | See Source »

...golden velvet curtain slowly rises at the Wang Center. A magnificent forest filled with frolicking fairies and flutterig butterflies appears behind it. Suddenly Puck, an elfin creature scantily clad with leaves, leaps into view. He chuckles and grins as he dashes and twirls about the stage. The audience gasps with delight at the magical picture, captivated by the fairy-tale scene unfurling through pirouettes and arabesques before their very eyes. But this is not your everyday, run-of-the-mill Brothers Grimm tale winning the hearts of people all over the city. This week, the Boston Ballet is weaving Shakespeare...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: Pucking Around at The Boston Ballet | 3/7/1996 | See Source »

Last week the selfsame statue had velvet ropes placed around it as protection from a throng of photographers. Flashbulbs popped, TV lights poured out their bluish-white certification of celebrity. If marble could think, this particular chunk of it must have wondered what on earth was going...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: ATTENTION NAME DROPPERS | 2/5/1996 | See Source »

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