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Tall, ash-blonde, Vassar-grad Letitia Baldridge, daughter of Nebraska's ex-Congressman Malcolm Baldridge, was worried. Rain (always a possibility in London) would absolutely ruin her navy blue straw with velvet ribbons and the grey silk print she had bought in Paris. Then, too, there was the devastating possibility that a member of the Royal Family might speak to her. "I just hope to goodness," said Tish, "that I haven't a plate of food in my hand if I have to curtsy...
...beaver. Miss Tierney wears beautiful turn-of-the-century dresses designed by her former husband, Oleg Cassini; her acting is neither better nor worse than usual. Edna Best is skilled and sweet as her maid, and George Sanders obviously enjoys playing a ninny, for a change, instead of the velvet scourge of womankind...
...train from Montreal at New York's Grand Central Station last week and asked, "How are the Pittsburgh Pirates doing?" What made the question a little surprising was that this Pirate fan -six feet tall, handsome and ebony black -wore a long white velvet gown which, when it flapped, revealed a startling blue-and-white-checked undergarment and a pair of tan brogues. He is the leader of millions of his fellow Nigerians who want independence from Britain. Some call him the Negro Gandhi, the jungle George Washington. His name is Nnamdi Azikiwe (rhymes with click away...
Last week, Pierino walked briskly on to the stage of Paris' Palais de Chaillot, dressed in a Little Lord Fauntleroyish black velvet jacket, white lace collar, and short pants. The podium had been built up so nine-year-old Pierino could see all of the 70 musicians of the Association des Concerts Lamoureux. He conducted Schubert's Unfinished without a score, and handled it decisively. He was less certain in Beethoven's Fifth-the brasses got away from him in the finale. But he did well enough to touch off 20 minutes of cheers. Pierino took seven...
...outer robes and crown. Then over the Patriarch's shoulders they draped three layers of bright, resurrection-season vestments-scarlet and gold in place of silver, a crown of gold and rubies for the pearl-and-diamond one. As each vestment was presented to him on a velvet-covered silver salver, the Patriarch reverently kissed it. For the last time the acolytes came forward with the salver. Typically Russian pomp turned to typically Russian casualness. The Patriarch did not kiss the object he took from the salver; it was not sacred. He simply picked up the large yellow, celluloid...