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...ethnic dolls in the past, including a few it might like to forget, like the 1981 Oriental Barbie or the 1967 Colored Francie. But other than the fact that there is a brunette version, very little about the new Shanghai Barbie doll is different. Same long legs, same wasp waist. Barbie may be entering her golden years, but Mattel is betting there's life...
...spend a good, long time in front of “Christina’s World,” which the Museum of Modern Art has held since 1949. Christina was a real acquaintance of Wyeth’s, and following a childhood illness was paralyzed from the waist down. She refused to use a wheelchair, and instead grabbed and crawled her way through the physical and metaphoric world. In the painting we can see only her back, laid out on the yellow grasses, tending all the force of her mind and body toward the gray, dilapidated farmhouse...
...Baltimore” (i.e. Johns Hopkins) sends the faculty into a tizzy of reformation. Lyrics of popular songs are transformed into medical jargon, like in “Anatomist’s Got Back”: “When a girl walks in with an ischium-size waist / And a gluteus in your face / You get sprung, wanna pull off your glove.” In an anatomy class spoof on “Dancing with the Stars,” students explain how exactly to be a uterus through dancing. The show...
...basement of Shenandoah University's Goodson Chapel one chilly November Sunday morning, John Copenhaver, a tall, white-haired professor of philosophy and religion, folded at the waist to demonstrate how to bow like a monk. The eight students clustered around him watched closely. One, taking stock of the incredulous faces around him, volunteered the group's unofficial credo: When in doubt, "find an old person, and do what they...
...down the hall, as slender and pale as a maiden. He saw Felicity and paused, his eyes filled with a sweetness that Felicity had never seen.“I hope you are enjoying your tryst with that nitwit of a biddy with her skirts hiked up about her waist,” said Felicity, but her venom had not the slightest effect on her husband’s serene countenance. He sighed softly, and smiled.“You look lovely, Felicity,” Frederick said, and now it was Felicity’s turn to lose...