Word: velvets
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...Owner S. Joseph Tankoos Jr. wants to build a new restaurant, so he threw a smashing party that fairly broke up the old joint. Actress Anita Louise specialized in throwing trays of glasses; Fashion Leader Mrs. Harcourt Amory wielded a sledge hammer on a 30-ft. red velvet-lined balustrade; Mrs. Jacob Javits timidly tossed just one champagne glass while her Senator husband looked on. But Mrs. Wellington Koo, sister-in-law of Chiang Kaishek, won the wreckers' honors. She took an ax to the wall, then to a chair and finally sank it in a sofa that...
...Cassini peppered his collection with patter ("I got this British accent when I became successful"), describing his clothes with the tact of an unemployed salesman ("This long dress is for girls with bad knees"). Best of his clothes were the suits and suit ensembles, made mostly of tweed or velvet and worn with matching hats (jockey caps, berets, bowlers and pillboxes) and boots. And even better than the clothes were Cassini's prices, lower this year than ever; some dresses retailed for as little...
...academic gown, once worn every day for warmth in unheated northern European universities, needs restyling each 50 years or so to keep academe from feeling too stodgy. Last week, at graduation, Columbia showed its new doctoral dress. Slate grey with a facing of black velvet replaces the black that is customary in the U.S. A four-cornered soft tarn with a gold tassel replaces the stiff mortarboard. The university thoughtfully advised academic plumage-watchers to note the border of the hood for "the color indicating the discipline to which the degree pertains: arts and letters, including journalism, white; theology, scarlet...
...Messina in Sicily. Once upon a time, the Capuchins were famous for having brought back from the Holy Land sacred earth; and in the 17th century, their cemeteries were where the rich and the mighty were buried. The bodies are there today, preserved by some forgotten process, still wearing velvet britches and silver buckles. "Some times they look almost alive," says Biddle. "Sometimes the decomposition is almost surrealist with Rembrandtesque light, and sometimes they look like giant insects with their mouths gaping open." Ghoulish as they are, they become in Biddle's hands enormously affecting-creatures caught...
...naughty old Paris of the turn of the century, Maxim's was a wicked wonderland. Girls with velvet names like Lolo, Dodo, Cloclo and Froufrou lolled there hoping to meet a king, a count, even a pretender, and were celebrated by Franz Lehar in his Merry Widow ("Now I'm off to Chez Maxim, where it's always so in-time"). Today the wine and the food are still among Paris' best, and there are girls there still, but they are rather a different sort. They are going to school...