Dashing elegance

Usage examples of panache.

Anie qui etait depuis des siecles le nom des filles ainees dans sa famille maternelle, et a Paris Anie etait une sorte de panache tout comme le beret bleu.

She greeted those she knew, shook the hands of the two adults she did not, then launched with her usual panache into her own inimitable brand of News of the Day.

Bertie as he led them with a touch of old-fashioned panache into a subdued crowd at one end of the restaurant.

His fair coloring and very blond, rather English good looks had been most pronounced, and he had appeared more striking than ever in the well-tailored tuxedo, which he had worn with the same kind of panache Jim possessed.

Coburn escorted the serving woman who pushed the squeaking trolley carrying the supper, taking the lids off the dishes with all the panache of a traveling magician.

He turned to help her up from the ground with a panache that would not have been out of place in Cardegoss.

This was a bold gesture, delivered with great panache, and would undoubtedly resound well when the voters were being wooed in due course.

Garr, wearing the magnificent gray and green uniform of the Overwhele Dragoons, carefully placed his morion on the table, so that the panache stood erect.

In fact, there were at most a few inches of slack in the offending foresheet, but the word panache might have been coined specifically for Captain Pitchallow, and Holderman knew better than to argue with him.

Unlike the tankmen, the fellow approaching wore a German uniforman SS uniform at thatand wore it with panache.

Mollyboys pout and pose and blow kisses at bystanders, or navigate ships of skirt with entranced panache.

Yes, either that or Nicola in low-corsaged opal balldress and elbow-length ivory gloves, with a sable-trimmed brick-quilted dolman, a comb of brilliants and a panache of osprey in her hair.

In spite of two years in the Culter household acquiring, supposedly, polish and panache, she still had a loud and energetic voice, poor skin and a passion for romans idylliques.

Our son the Battlemaster has metafunctions to burn and more panache than me and my Awful Father and my Unspeakable Grandsire all rolled up in one.

And the player rehearses it with great finesse and panache, as if he were the world's greatest expert at it, paying particular attention to the specific manner in which he does it.