Word: rubinstein
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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Behind Red Doors. The year Arden originated the magic formula was 1910, four years before her latter-day archrival, Helena Rubinstein, arrived in the States. It was an era when women washed their own hair, when a lady used glycerine, rose water and talcum powder in moderation, when the vilest words that could be hissed were "She paints." Petite (5 ft. 2½ in.), fluttery, auburn-haired Florence Nightingale Graham was only the daughter of an immigrant Ontario truck farmer, but she intended to be a lady. Borrowing 1) a name from two genteel Victorian books (Elizabeth and Her German...
Died. Mrs. Charles Guggenheimer, 83, mother hen for New York's outdoor summer concerts at Lewisohn Stadium, who for 44 years gave the city the low-cost privilege of enjoying the richest in music, including Rosa Ponselle, Marian Anderson, Artur Rubinstein and George Gershwin; after a long illness; in Manhattan. The wife of a wealthy lawyer, "Minnie," as concertgoers called her, knew little or nothing about music-except that she liked it and wanted everybody else to. She started promoting concerts as a lark in 1918, carried on for the rest of her life and grew famous, both...
Chained to the Cliff. One of eight daughters of a Cracow merchant, Helena Rubinstein launched a thousand ships for herself by making women care to be beautiful, stashed her jewels in drawers marked D for diamonds and R for rubies. She slept in an illuminated Lucite bed that she had had designed for $675 (which sold for $200). Her wealth was reckoned at more than $100 million, but she was frugal enough to eat lunch from a paper bag and strong enough, at 93, to stand off three thugs who tried to burgle her New York apartment...
...look, she said, like "an eagle-eyed matriarch." The portrait she most coveted escaped her. It was by Picasso. When he asked her age, she replied to his delight: "Older than you are!" But nothing pleased him. "You might not live long enough to finish it," warned Mme. Rubinstein, then 92. Picasso sketched away, tossed one on the floor. She bent to pick it up, and he put his foot on it. She pleaded; he would not budge. In that contest of wills, Picasso was the winner...
...last week, he plays again. His Scriabin is more difficult and more triumphant, his Chopin alternately stormy and suave; it is more introspective than Rubinstein's, probes for a cerebral content that surprises and electrifies. His eyes are glued to the keyboard, his fingers carefully searching out each note as if they are switches that illuminate sound. But the greatest success is not in the relationship of Horowitz to his audience or Horowitz to his critics, but of Horowitz to Horowitz. He signs a five-year contract with Columbia Records. On May 8 he will play again before...