For dress the insect wore a dark-blue swallowtail coat with a yellow silk lining and a flower in the button-hole; a vest of white duck that stretched tightly across the wide body; knickerbockers of fawn-colored
plush, fastened at the knees with gilt buckles; and, perched upon its small head, was jauntily set a tall silk hat.
She presented to the general observation a cruel aquiline nose, an obstinate straight chin, magnificent dark hair and eyes, a serene splendor of fawn-colored
apparel, and a lazy grace of movement which was attractive at first sight, but inexpressibly monotonous and wearisome on a longer acquaintance.
The balcony on which these young girls stood opened from a chamber richly tapestried in fawn-colored
Flanders leather, stamped with golden foliage.
hair, or, perhaps the sort of ascendancy which she had over other women, gave her the name of "La Lionne." Mademoiselle Paulet took her accustomed seat, but before sitting down, she cast, in all her queen-like grandeur, a look around the room, and her eyes rested on Raoul.
At seven months, Billy was the most adorable, smiling, cuddly baby imaginable, with dimples, four teeth and a tantalizing hint of curl in his soft, surprisingly thick, fawn-colored
He owned an orange 2012 Fiat and was "almost always in the company of his fawn-colored
pug dog, Boo Boo Bear," Grants Pass public safety said in a news release last week seeking information about Levin's whereabouts.
foliage of tall ornamental grasses adds vertical form to the winter landscape.
The blackboard empty and not quite evenly gray, the straight rows five by five, the fawn-colored
desks, and the teacher affixed new chalk, five whites in the wooden rake She drew across the slate plane, erased--after science, after spelling--unfidgeted, even lines that meant silence She let us stand on a chair to loop the clef if we were quiet
Also a tin ear: "He steps out into the angled light of early fall, which is creating colorful geometric patterns on the fawn-colored
carpet via prismatic glass in the Glasgow-style transoms of the French doors facing west." I don't read Zink for these stilted autodidactic flourishes--for that I prefer John Kennedy Toole, with whom she shares a trademark comical pathos.
Woe betide the country-dwelling lady who commissioned a fawn-colored
pelisse from her dressmaker in January 1807 after reading in La Belle Assemblee that these have "resumed their popularity; nor do we recollect ever to have seen a colour so ...