The things people do for fashion.
The shop [Cinandre on 11 East 57th Street] has imported a young man named Yvan from the Carita salon in Paris to do what he calls a "balayage au cotton." Starting at the nape Yvan lifted out fine strands and applied a lightening paste with a thin brush. Instead of the usual foil wrapping, he tucked pieces of cotton wadding to support the strands in process and keep them from the rest of the hair.
When he was three-quarters through, he had used 1000 feet of cotton stripping and Miss Weston looked as though she were wearing an enormous white wig. [NY Times - Apr 1, 1974]
Via The Lively Morgue
What day is not brightened by the inexplicable and thoughtlessly ridiculed antics of a small person?
How sad I am to have missed Jeanne Mordoj in her recent New York performance
, which THE NEW YORK TIMES
At the start of her solo Ms. Mordoj stood at the back of the stage in near darkness. Holding a briefcase under her chin and dressed in a jacket, skirt and heels, she began to vocalize softly and then with increasing strength. Performing on a runwaylike strip of the stage that extended to the audience, Ms. Mordoj, her eyes bulging, stuffed an egg into her mouth — and then another and another, all the while grimacing, but keeping them down. Or so it appeared; she knows a thing or two about illusion.
As if her skin were shedding, crushed eggshells dropped to the floor. Eventually, she removed her jacket and attached two falsies to her bra while contracting and distending her belly, a feat both grotesque and stunning. At a certain point, she stopped trying to be funny — another relief — and slowly lowered herself to the floor. Bits of shells stuck to her face and chest, transforming her clown face into a spooky ritualist mask. The metamorphosis worked its magic: Ms. Mordoj held us captive.
My question: if this happened to Jack in 2013, could he launch a successful discrimination lawsuit?
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They have put the risque ones on their Tumblr site.
I never did understand why cows and beauty contests are often linked. It's probably a throwback to ancient pagan fertility rites. Below are the six young women who hoped to become the 1975 Kern County Cattle Princess. I don't know who won.
And below that are the young women who currently serve as California Dairy Princesses