Haircut's companion

Usage examples of shave.

All this gives us, antiphrastically, information on a certain ideal of daily life: to wear cuffs, to be shaved by a flunkey, to get up late.

One first thought of the woman as a girl, but appreciation of her ample breasts brought realisation that she was in fact a shaven woman.

The morning of April 30th, he showered and shaved and, after some consideration, put on his barnstorming outfit instead of his civilian go-to-Sunday-meeting clothes.

Russkie who had sat next to Catherina on the bus, was climbing over the barrera, down into the ring, a bottle of champagne in one hand, a wide, idiotic grin on his face, his shaved head bearing a sheen of sweat in the Spanish sun.

I whom fate selecteth for the shaving of Shagpat, and till now it was a beguilement, all emptiness.

They buttoned on pleated shirts, experimented with bow ties, and thought about when they were a boy and a young father and Randy had put shaving cream on his face and shaved with a bladeless razor, while his dad stood beside him and shaved with a real one.

A light scent of shaving soap and brilliantine came to the Inspector, followed by house smells of tea and a fry.

In the bathroom he carefully read the direction for using brushless shaving cream.

I carried it into the bathroom, took out a razor and a tube of brushless shaving cream, and hoped the blade would still cut whiskers.

He wore a stylish buttonless suit, his head was shaved and he wore a diamond stud in his nose.

Sometime in the last hour he had bathed and shaved and he was wearing a fresh shirt, linen this time rather than homespun or buckskin, creamy white against the tanned column of his neck.

Kethol had never paid the housecarl much attention, but he had never seen him other than freshly shaved, and Kethol assumed that he had had to do that both day and night.

A horrid memory of Mastrovin came to his mind, the face which had glowered on him in the room in the Portaway Hydropathic, the face which he had seen distorted with fury in the library of Castle Gay--the heavy shaven chin, the lowering brows, the small penetrating eyes--the face which Red Davie had described as that of a maker of revolutions.

A short time later, Rurik was standing at a low chest, splashing water onto his face from a pottery bowl, after having just shaved, when Maire came storming back into the bedchamber without knocking.

While the Gel daThae men wore their hair in braided manes, the women shaved every bit of theirs.