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...exception. Adrian and Louise got up around the usual hour, 11 o'clock or so. They chatted amiably and exchanged stories of their Saturday night adventures. They dressed and each looked themselves over in the mirror, Louise taking a little longer to comb out that last stray wisp of hair, and finally, pleased with the results, they were ready to leave. Weekend meals were proving to be more interesting for Louise than Adrian. They provided her with the opportunity to flirt with real men, not those cloddy freshmen who were always bumping into your chair in the Union with...
...poised on the balance beam-a 4-in. strip of spruce, 16½ ft. long, 4 ft. above the padded flooring. The palms of her hands are coated with gymnasts' chalk that is as white as her uniform, as white as her face. She is an infinitely solemn wisp of a girl, 4 ft. 11 in. tall, a mere 86 Ibs.; dark circles above her cheeks; a Kean-eyed elf. Then, with no more strain than it would take to raise a hand to a friend, she is airborne: a backflip, landing on the sliver of a bar with...
Following the herd instinct, several stars, including Taylor, Mario Thomas and Marisa Berenson, ordered their gowns from Halston. The popular mode was the strapless wisp of chiffon skirt slit to the waist, that seemed about to fly off or shiver to the floor. Margaux Hemingway, looking like a jumbo stick of red-and-white peppermint candy, stumbled fetchingly over the names she read aloud; Elliott Gould, aware that practically every man present was betting on the results of the night's basketball game, produced the most popular aside of the night by muttering, when his partner intoned the ritualistic...
Watching Ford fall, the crowd had no way of knowing that he had not been hit. Spectators screamed. Agents and police rushed toward the wisp of smoke drifting up from Moore's gun. "Lynch the bastard!" someone shouted. "Kill him now!" yelled someone else, unaware that the assailant was a woman. San Francisco Policemen Timothy Hettrich and Gary Lemos dove at Moore, knocking her to the ground. Hettrich grabbed the cylinder of the revolver so that it could not turn and bring up another bullet. Patrolman William S. Taylor grabbed her hair. "Goddamit! Goddamit!" one officer shouted as he pounded...
...village steeple in Italy, calling the peasants from the surrounding fields to the Sunday service. The blue cover of the exam book in front of us becomes the alluring azure of an Algerian afternoon sky. The steam from a dining hall cup of coffee becomes the aromatic wisp from a demitasse of espresso sipped in a sidewalk cafe on Paris Left Bank. As March matures into April, as the countdown progresses from seven to five to three days before we can board our planes and trains for the outside world, the symbols deepen into a mythology both rapturous...