February 13, 1987 |
There was something for everyone: style, show-biz flair, camaraderie, nostalgia, friendly competition and, above all, a somber reminder of the times in which we live. Organized by members of the California fashion industry, the event was held last Friday night at the Century Plaza Hotel to benefit AIDS Project Los Angeles.
October 18, 1998
Wind finds the northwest gap, fall comes. Today, under gray cloud-scud and over gray Wind-flicker of forest, in perfect formation, wild geese Head for a land of warm water, the boom, the lead pellet. Some crumple in air, fall. Some stagger, recover control, Then take the last glide for a far glint of water. None Knows what has happened. Now, today, watching How tirelessly V upon V arrows the season's logic, Do I know my own story? At least, they know When the hour comes for the great wind-beat.
October 19, 1994 |
In the harsh light of present-day, they are at once angering and sobering. Artifacts of an unsettling past. Stark whites of eyes and impossibly wide smiles glint from pools of black lacquered porcelain. Red head rags, patched together hand-me-downs. A silent parade of dancing pickaninnies and benevolent Uncle Toms.
May 1, 1995 |
Proud grandfather and grieving husband, 71-year-old Bill Goodwin stands at his kitchen sink, rinsing his false teeth and talking about sex. "I can go four, five, six girls in one night," he says, thrusting out his chest, with its short shelf of well-preserved pectorals. "You can see it doesn't hurt me. I'm in great shape."