Word: zizi
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...theater people," says Roland Petit. "So instead of hunting up an ordinary gift, I decided to offer my wife the Casino de Paris." The French choreographer made a lovely choice; since his wife is Singer-Dancer Zizi Jeanmaire, his gift is now one of the delights of Paris. For the first time in decades, the legendary Casino boasts a show that puts the Lido and the Folies-Bergère to shame. Nowhere on the Continent these days is there a revue to match the Casino's lively, naughty, insouciant offering. It is lavish testimony that oldfashioned, star-spangled...
...bloodstained trunks he wore when he dethroned Zale. Whenever anyone mentioned his quest for the championship, petit Marcel spoke the few words of English he had mastered: "It is my destinée" Shortly before the fight, he listened to a recording of a soul-searing ballad by "Aunt Zizi" (Piaf), not because he is superstitious, he said, but because "it is a personal force." Then he put on his father's old leather supporter and the blue trunks with a Ste. Thérèse medal (a gift from Aunt Zizi) sewn inside, and he was ready...
BALLET FOR SKEPTICS (NBC, 7:30-8:30 p.m.). This special, filmed in Paris, was choreographed by Roland Petit for his wife Zizi Jeanmaire. Yves St. Laurent designed the costumes...
...greatest wine years of the century. That was the word from Marcel Lugan, director of France's National Confederation of Wine and Wine Spirits of Appellations of Origin. In a transport of sedimentality, Lugan rhapsodized to newsmen that "the wines of 1960 are like Zizi Jeanmaire-nervous and muscled, but not full-bodied and rounded. The wines of '61 will be like Mae West-a Rubens woman to whom one can add nothing; a Bardot wine, if you like-round and appealingly plump." Or, to put it less plumply, "1961 is a black Rolls-Royce complete with...
...only fly in the ointment is 16-year-old Joss, senior daughter of the Greys. She and Eliot get the trembles whenever they brush shoulders-and Mlle. Zizi, a jealous old gentlewoman of at least 30, is beginning to brandish her falsies. Three-quarters of the way through her bee-loud glade, Author Godden starts dropping her surprises. Eliot, it seems, is no English gentleman after all: he is an international crook who, as a French paper prettily puts it, "collects precious stones, chiefly diamonds." As for Paul, he climbs up to Joss's bedroom and is about...