A XMAS MESSAGE: CHESTER #HIMES, THE CRAZY KILL.
who began his writing career in the 30s while serving a sentence for robbery, is
a master of hard-boiled crime fiction, the Afro-American answer to Raymond Chandler.
The Crazy Kill is, among other things, a great source of fashion and décor
in Harlem during the 50s.
Baby: abrownskin blonde in rainbow-hued whore-shoes with the four-inch
lucite heels; the choker of cultured pink pearls; the diamond-studded watch;
the emerald bracelet; the heavy gold charm bracelet; the two diamond rings on
her left hand and the ruby ring on her right; the pink pearl earring shaped
like globules of petrified caviar.
heavy,black silk knitted tie knotted
about the collar of a soft sand-colored linen silk shirt…an olive drab sheen
gabardine suit…crepe-rubber soled, lightweight Cordovan English-made shoes.
Perry: He was wearing a powder blue suit of shantung silk; a pale yellow
crepe silk shirt; a hand-painted tie depicting an orange sun rising on a dak
blue morning; highly glossed light tan rubber-soled shoes; a miniature
ten-of-hearts tie pin with opal hearts; three rings…his cuff links were heavy
gold squares with diamond eyes.
a black satin dress with its skirt that dragged the floor, reminiscent of
the rigid uniform of whorehouse madams in the 1920s…toes of the men’s
straight-last shoes protruding from beneath…two-carat diamond in the platinum
band encircling her gnarled brown ring finger, white jade necklace that dropped
to her waist like a greatly cherished rosary with a black onyx cross attached
to the end.
he wore an old-fashioned white silk shirt without the collar, fastened about
the neck with a diamond-studded collar button, and black alpaca pants, but his
legs were so large they seemed joined together, and his pants resembled a
funnel shaped skirt.