Word: glittering
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Dates: during 1980-1989
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...Glitter and Glamour. If you want to add that sparkle to your evening, you can buy black stockings with a rhinestone seam for $12 at At Saks Fifth Avenue (Prudential Plaza). Rhinestone jewelry ranges from $28 for a choker to $10 for a tiara at Reddog's (1737 Mass. Ave.). If you want to go all out, Atalanta Antiques (1700 Mass. Ave.) sells a beaded and chiffon flapper dress for $300. For the finishing touch, Chanel No. 5 perfume, a mere $175 per ounce...
...most difficult conjunctions of sight and imagination -- in the way the transparent Turkish blouse is rendered by a few luscious strokes of white over the flesh, for instance, or in the sliding knot of green and black shapes that defines the leg of the armchair. When Matisse saw the glitter of light on a band of water, he wanted to get it right, along with the curlicues of wrought iron between his eye and the Baie des Anges, and the peculiar Moorish dome of a pier pavilion, and the curl of a dressing- mirror frame, and the flat black cover...
...doesn't care; he knows you'll soon be laughing with him. Perhaps by the first-act finale. A gigantic Statue of Liberty mock-up stands in center stage holding a candelabrum. Thirty-six Rockettes perform their automated scissors kick. Skyrockets flare on the back scrim. And then Glitter Beau Peep his bad self emerges from the stars-and- stripes Rolls-Royce in a red, white and blue hot- pants outfit and flourishes his baton like the most cunning majorette from Camp Camp...
...articles would have been more appropriate; one to cover the opening of the Center on Press, Politics and Public Policy and one to report on the excellent debate by three experts on the media and government. The Crimson, once again, reinforced on dubious Harvard tradition--preoccupation with glitz and glitter rather than substance. Scott Easton...
...ominous haunts Brooke Astor's novel: the worst is waiting to occur immediately after the curtain falls on the kind of fiction that has been out of style since the period it concerns. In this dry, sparkling comedy of manners, reminiscent of Edith Wharton's lighter works, the glitter is incessant. Emily Codway, a widow of a certain age -- nearly 60 actually, although she will only admit to 49 -- carries on a sunset flirtation with a fortyish Italian prince, Carlo Pontevecchio. Her sister-in-law Irma Shrewsbury, also a moneyed widow, is romanced by Charlie Hopeland, a conniving young lawyer...