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...seven years with Ringling Bros., White has lightened and heightened the whole atmosphere of the circus from plush tones to brilliant pastels. "Dress the acrobats in blood-red velvet." he says, "and they look as if they'd crash from heaviness. But dress them in sequins, and they seem to fly." This year White used more sequins than ever before. Says he: "With aniline dyes you get color that vibrates, then you put sequins on top and you have the giddiest vibrations in the world. The shaking light makes more excitement; the whole thing has a juvenile quality...
When the Nazis occupied Rome in 1943, an elderly man slipped quietly into the city's artists' quarter and took over an empty studio. He wore the artist's standard beret and velvet jacket, filled his room with paints, brushes, canvas and easel. But the man was no artist. He was Guglielmo Emanuel, Rome correspondent of Milan's Corriere della Sera, and one of Italy's most renowned anti-fascist journalists. For years he had been in trouble with Mussolini's police; now with the Germans in power, they were looking for him again...
...save for a few absurdities, Spring and Summer fashions would escape the malediction hurled by the fellow who himself wore flowing green silk neckties, a green velvet jacket and knee-breeches, and who strolled around London with "a flower or a lily clutched in his medieval hand...
...opening of the Sixth International Film Festival in Cannes, France, the order was "evening dress." The one exception made: Artist Pablo Picasso, who came in a brown velvet jacket with a fleece-lined leather lumber-jacket draped over his shoulder. Among the crowd, photographers caught the sometime rebel Boy Wonder Orson Welles, in stylish-stout conformity, dancing ogle-eyed with Cinemactress Anne Baxter...
...three meet agan in Sicily, where King Richard pauses for a while; and Robert, John and Guy pass a languishing time in the bower of the Lady Melisande des Préaux, of Richard's court: "We trod on velvet there, on turf that some miracle of watering had kept soft and green as a nunnery lawn, past tall late lillies and dark cypress trees, down tiled paths between beds of yellow and red roses, at last to a colonnade of white fluted columns, the earth between set thick with violet leaves...