Word: slenderization
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...artists named Maurer had shows in Manhattan. One was a 99-year-old curiosity, spruce and sprightly Louis Maurer, the last living Currier & Ives illustrator, whose traditional sporting prints and genre scenes had sold like hotcakes in the mid-19th Century. The other was slender, sad-eyed Alfred, his 62-year-old bachelor son, who painted hard-to-sell pictures of elongated, wistful shop girls and abstractions of heads and still lifes that were anything but traditional. Papa Maurer's show was a huge success to which son Alfy's was little more than a half-noticed footnote...
...Toronto, Ont. last week, slender, jug-eared L. S. Buckmaster returned from four months in limbo to win re-election as president of the C.I.O.'s United Rubber Workers of America. Fired from the presidency after a Pottstown, Pa. local president charged him with trying to disrupt the local and fomenting a riot at one of its meetings, Conservative Buckmaster cleared himself in a seven-hour debate at the union's annual convention, then beat his perennial rival, George Bass, for another term...
Howard B. Unruh saw a good bit of combat as a tank gunner in Italy and France. But unlike most front-line soldiers he never smoked, swore or chased girls. He drank a little kümmel, but only as an experiment. He was a slender, shy, high-domed youth with dark hair, pallid skin, thick lips and sunken cheeks...
...stood an exquisite blonde in a regal white dress (by Hattie Carnegie). She rustled her billowing petticoats and smiled a smile of quiet rapture. Above her decolletage, as bare as a lie and as bold as fashion, sparkled a small cascade of diamonds-or what looked like diamonds. Her slender, black-gloved hand gripped a black cigarette holder from which, now & again, she flicked a trace of ash with gracious disdain. A man's voice cooed...
...took on board a couple of bottles of wine and a siphon. A slender young boy joined us. "Who is he?" I inquired. "Son," said Tito laconically. Aleksander, or Misa as everyone calls him, is a skinny child with big wide eyes. Later, before I took their picture, the dictator took a comb and smoothed down the boy's unruly hair...