Word: velvets
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...three of his five children, plus a dozen or so friends, on holiday at El Mansoura, a fishing village on Tunisia's Cape Bon. At one point, there were 17 for dinner, and the kids mostly slept on air mattresses on the veranda. No matter. The nights were velvet, the days filled with swimming and trips to the village markets. Harlech spent much of his time reading and lounging around in a loose-fitting djibbah, blessedly free of reporters. When one turned up to ask the inevitable question about marrying friend Jackie Kennedy, the answer was an immediate...
...closely supervised in their execution by Ludwig for his many projects. The lot is installed for the summer in a wing of the Wittelsbach family palace, formally known as the Munich Residence. Selected from Ludwig's three castles, from vaults and state theatrical museums, and sumptuously installed in velvet-hung, stagily lit galleries, their magpie splendors represent the culmination of Ludwig's eclectic vision...
...week, Gian Carlo Menotti's new production of Tristan had the audience putting on its glasses in a hurry. To create "sensuality on the stage corresponding to that of the music," Festival Director Menotti charted swirls of fluid movement and replaced the traditional austerity of Wagnerian scenery with velvet, flowers and drawing-room furniture. Menotti was also convinced that "when an Isolde looks like a virago and Tristan looks like a Swedish masseur, the love scenes risk becoming grotesque, even comical." So he filled the leading roles with two American singers who were stunningly typecast. Isolde, Soprano Klara Barlow...
...consider the case of Andy Warhol, who for years has celebrated every form of licentiousness. Like some Nathanael West hero, the pop-art king was the blond guru of a nightmare world, photographing depravity and calling it truth. He surrounded himself with freakily named people-Viva, Ultra Violet, International Velvet, Ingrid Superstar-playing games of lust, perversion, drug addiction and brutality before his crotchety cameras. Last week one of his grotesque bit players made the game quite real...
...scene from a latter-day Dutch master painting -at least that's what Dame Margot Fonteyn said it was. "I feel like the Laughing Cavalier," Margot said, and, Frans Hals notwithstanding, she looked something like him, too, as she happily showed off her Yves St. Laurent jet-black velvet pants suit to a gaggle of photographers and admirers at the opening of Artist Keith Lancey's watercolor exhibit at London's Mayfair Hotel. Her outfit all but stole the show from the paintings, which was O.K. with the artist because she'll wear those same duds...