Word: lait
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...Charlene Dash, a willowy, 5-ft. 9-in. New Yorker, got her big break with a two-page spread in Vogue last January, since then has appeared in Look and filmed a Noxzema commercial that alone earns her $178 a week in residuals. Jolie Jones, green-eyed cafe au lait daughter of Jazzman Quincy Jones, this month appeared simultaneously on the covers of Mademoiselle and Coed. Carmen Bradshaw, who accentuates her dark beauty with even darker makeup, is one of the girls who split in two in the RCA television commercial. Anne Fowler has been modeling for eight months...
Geneva's headwaiters beamed indefatigably last week as pealing nightclub and restaurant cash registers heralded the return of the 17-nation disarmament conference after a five-month recess. Their euphoria even infected the café au lait-colored Palais des Nations, where some 200 reassembled officials settled back into their bronze and green leather chairs-as usual, leaving three seats vacant for nonattending France-and prepared for the sixth antiwar jaw session since the disarmament conference got under way in 1962. Buoyed by last August's partial test ban treaty, most Western and neutral negotiators expected action this...
...Public Eye has the edge in freshness and invention. Mr. Cristoforou (Barry Foster) materializes in an austerely elegant London office lined with muted leather bindings. Against this background, Cristoforou is a sartorial explosion of black and brown stripes, flaming yellow tie, a café-au-lait shirt, off-beige shoes, and foreign correspondent's raincoat. He is also a walking menu of odd goodies. Out of his pockets and briefcase, he dredges and devours bananas, Brazil nuts, cartons of yoghurt and handfuls of macaroons, while flourishing an empty sugarcellar. A Greek by descent, and a private detective by happenstance...
Died. Lee Mortimer, 56, New York Mirror columnist who for years as second-slinger to Walter Winchell covered Manhattan like it was something under a rock, then broke into the nonbook world as co author (with the late Jack Lait) of such penny dreadfuls as New York Confidential, Washington Confidential, Chicago Confidential, and U.S.A. Confidential, all of which earned him more libel suits than fame; of a heart attack; in Manhattan...