Maiden's midnight garb

Usage examples of kimono.

Danlo was so close to her that he smelled sihu oil and the sweet smokiness of bhang clinging to her silk kimono.

He stood, and walked slowly through the room, looking at all she had: paintings, a gold patterned scarf pinned on the wall, a Japanese wedding kimono hung on wooden dowels, photos in antique picture frames.

It is a town of activity and brisk trade, and manufactures a silk fabric in stripes of blue and black, and yellow and black, much used for making hakama and kimonos, a species of white silk crepe with a raised woof, which brings a high price in Tokiyo shops, fusuma, and clogs.

Without bothering to change out of her kimono, she grabbed a jar of gesso and commenced to white-out the picture.

The kimono, haori, and girdle, and even the long hanging sleeves, have only parallel seams, and these are only tacked or basted, as the garments, when washed, are taken to pieces, and each piece, after being very slightly stiffened, is stretched upon a board to dry.

Today he wore his ceremonial clothes-a black haori with broad padded shoulders over a black kimono stamped with circular gold family crests.

An occasional wealthy passenger swayed and bobbed in a kago, a basketlike chair borne on the shoulders of brawny louts whose kimonos hung open to display magnificently tattooed chests and legs.

Kalifriki had on his kimono and sandals, a cloth about his eyes, his bow upon his back, laquered case beside it containing a single arrow.

I put on the black kimono Muddie gave me on my last birthday and walked to the table.

When he crashed th door, the light proved to be a candle, set on a plate s as not to drip, for the Papins were well-trained servant The girls were in one bed in two blue kimonos.

After relieving Josef of the burden of his innocence the previous night, in a procedure that required less time than it now took her to brew a pot of coffee, Trudi had pulled on her cherry-pink kimono and gone out to the parlor to study a text on phlebotomy, leaving Josef to the warmth of her goose-down counterpane, the lilac smell of her nape and cheek lingering on the cool pillow, the perfumed darkness of her bedroom, the shame of his contentment.

Remo tried to stuff both hands into his pants pockets, but the pocketless kimono resisted the gesture.

In his neat, starched but ordinary kimono, new sun hat hanging by its thong on his back, new tabi and thongs, he was like the son of a prosperous merchant.

Hiraga nodded, drained the last cup then got up, stripped off the starched yukata that all Houses and Inns habitually supplied their clients, and dressed again in the most ordinary kimono of a villager, rough turban and coolie straw hat, then shouldered the empty delivery basket.

She held his padded yukata for him, then clasping her kimono tightly around her, she opened the shoji door, then the other one, knelt and helped him into straw slippers.