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...formed opera luncheons and listening clubs in homes, music stores, auditoriums and churches across the U.S. More solitary listeners pull shades, take the phone off the hook and even lock their doors. Wrote one fan, too old to attend the Met any more: "On Saturdays, I get my black velvet dress out of its box. And I dress my hair and put a fresh flower in a vase beside me. After all, I am to spend the afternoon with dukes and duchesses." In the '305, when the Met was being refurbished, a Texan had one of the plush seats...
They adored each other, aped each other ("twin costumes of silk and velvet . . . identical flowing black ties"). Their quarrels were fiendish. Their cook, looking out of the window at 2 a.m., might descry Mummy, "her pink nightgown streaming behind her, rushing headlong down 97th Street toward Madison, screaming: 'I'll throw myself under the first streetcar!' " One morning, when she appeared with arm in sling, her right eye bruised she explained grandly: "I stumbled over a champagne case in the dark...
...outset of Hallmark Hall of Fame's production of There Shall Be No Night, Katharine Cornell posed grandly before the camera in an "eggplant-colored chiffon velvet hostess gown" by Valentina and said to Charles Boyer: "Say something thrilling, Karoly. Something profound." That was quite an order for even so formidable a talent as Boyer's, considering the staggering handicaps of the script. In his 90-minute TV adaptation of the Robert E. Sherwood play, Radio Writer Morton (The Eternal Light] Wishengrad shed little light on the character of the Nobel Prizewinning medical scientist who has a hard...
...find yourself without money, but you will make your living from women, and it is by them that you will succeed." His family laughed, moved to Paris and tried to train him to be a diplomat. Instead, Christian plunged into the arty life of Paris of the '20s. Velvet-collared, bowler-hatted and rich, Christian hobnobbed with advanced musicians like Poulenc and Satie, artists like Jean Cocteau, Christian Berard and Salvador Dali, opened an art gallery with his father's financial backing...
...lips sensitively curved and humorous. At a glance from Bernstein, men recognize an extraordinary personality, and women acquire the expression of poleaxed sheep; he exudes sex appeal like a leaky electric eel. He chooses his clothes with care ? the Italian shoe of exotic cut, the chesterfield with the velvet collar, the bright red sweater that makes his eyes seem green. And when he decides to give somebody the full charge of charm, the eyes glow like coals that have been blown on. the educated nostrils flare just the least little bit, and the rich low cello voice begins...