Focus of a Mexican dance

Usage examples of sombrero.

I gave the monkey wide berth, nearly knocked into a huge betasselled sombrero someone had perched on a marble bust of the third Duke, avoided the peculiar green drink thrust in my direction by a woman dressed predominantly in beads and fringe, and escaped.

He learned that Neece was happily busy with his regained Twin Sombreros Ranch, and had gone into partnership with young Sisk.

The soaked and useless sombrero was plopped on his head, and the sarape was once again folded over his arm and hand to protect the gun.

The umbrellas, the sombrero and the tympani were carried in by waiters.

From a nail in one corner of the room hung a red and white zarape, a bridle, one of those graceless bits which would wrench the mouth of the wildest horse to agony, and a sombrero.

His zarape hangs there on the wall, his sombrero, his sword, and his stirrups.

I also noticed a top hat floating in the air, but the sombrero was as scalpless as the chair was assless.

Sydney and hampered with the unclassical name of Brown, his only possible chance of appreciation in his native village is to wear a sombrero like our friend here, let his hair grow long, and call himself Monsieur Le Brun.

The streaming mane and tail of the unshorn, savage-looking, black horse, the dashing grace with which the young fellow in the shadowy sombrero, and armed with the huge spurs, sat in his high-peaked saddle, could belong only to the mustang of the Pampas and his master.

The letters bdr stand for Black Diamond Riders the legendary Toronto outlaw motorcycle gang led by the even more legendary Johnny Sombrero, known to his mother as Henry Paul Barnes.

It depicted a cartoony Sun wearing a big smile, a sombrero and dark glasses.

English clothes were discarded for a more Chilian garb, including a poncho and a broad-leafed sombrero.

They rocked along in a jangle of light past appliance shops with Aztec temples painted on their facades, bodegas clubs souvenir shops, their bright windows aglitter with crystal crosses gilt madonnas rhinestone eagle knives flashing in miles of red midnight, little stucco caves with corrugated iron doors rolled partway down, interiors littered with every form of cheapness: mirrors with ornate tin frames, torrero capes with airbrushed scenes from the Plaza del Toros, sombreros festooned with embroidery and bits of broken mirror, switchblades with dragons worked in gold paint you could scrape off with your thumbnail.

They felt they had been through such a lot that their generation could do things in an entirely new way: write theatre plays that would bring about socialism in Scotland at their first performance, design monorails that ran under the sea powered by plankton, make typewriters that you could wear as a sombrero.

They knocked their dusty sombreros back on the tugstrings with callused thumbs as they stepped into the Gathering Hall, looking uneasily at each other.