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...teak chairs, aquamarine Puerto Rican tile, East Indian alabaster, a walnut-paneled bath with a circular tub of cerulean Italian tiles. Architect Hampton built the house to suit the owner's specific demands: "A home where I and my friends could be comfortable in shorts or a dinner jacket...
While he was being treated at the hospital for a head wound, the police removed a slip of paper from his jacket, photostated it, and returned the paper to the jacket--all unknown to Costello, who was explaining that he "did not have an enemy in the world." The slip of paper listed winnings and I.O.U.'s from an unspecified casino and slot machines, the total being nearly one million dollars...
Most evenings Tenor Herb Surface turns up at Manhattan's Mark Hellinger Theater at 8, slips into baggy trousers, tweed jacket and cap, and steps onto the stage as a member of the Cockney quartet which helps ring down the curtain on My Fair Lady's first act: "All I want is a room somewhere, far away from the cold night air . . ." But one day last week, as he has for many weeks, Tenor Surface got to Times Square early. At 5:30 he joined other members of the My Fair Lady chorus in a studio above Lindy...
...onetime barber and carpenter, Pedro Infante broke into the movies 15 years ago and quickly rose to fame as a last man with a gun or a girl, and a mellow man with a lyric. Dressed in his familia charro jacket and wide sombrero, he drew mobs wherever he went in Latin America -and most of the crowd was female, proudly claimed 14 children, legitimate and illegitimate. His wife Maria Luisa put up with his escapades for 18 years but he divorced her five years ago and married Actress Irma Dorantes. Just two weeks ago the Supreme Court nullified...
...unattached hair and dangling earrings long to be at Mary Vorse's place instead of the Mandrake? Or is she dressing funny to emulate the women she saw in Vander Elk's "Paris At Midnight" photography exhibit? It is hard to tell. Are those lacerated loafers, that patched jacket, and ragged shirt collar a disdainful protests against the brandnew clothes, the slick show of affluence by the ascendant vulgar, or just magnificently down-at-heel aristocracy? Perhaps the diagnosis of a sophomore trying to look like a pre-publication existentialist is all wrong. It is hard to tell...