Prom dress material

Usage examples of chiffon.

Miss Bombazine had a straw hat with a chiffon scarf tied around its crown.

Rainey carefully wove a chiffon scarf through the spokes of an eggbeater, arranging it as if it were being beaten.

Jennifer Red Cloud was wearing a dress of gauzelike chiffon that stirred in every breeze.

African girl in violet chiffon, an old Japanese man, and a couple of American kids-- hitchhikers too, suckers who Assad caught just like he caught us, for whatever they were worth --were playing cards.

June the chiffons and ribbons fluttered in the heat, stood cold little bunches of owners and trainers, most of them muffled to the eyes against the wind.

She entered, rather halfheartedly, into the various discussions as to what she should wear to the dance and was at length persuaded to buy a new dress--a dream in aubergine pleated chiffon.

Douglas Watts wore chartreuse chiffon with a brown velvet jacket, Mrs.

Sovaz had appeared on the steps, moving between the chess pieces like another chess piece, the Black Queen, in her inky frock and hat, a trailing of black and white chiffon about her neck.

And although she had put on again the black straw hat, the black and white chiffon was now tied about it.

Before she had gone to meet Adam, almost inadvertently - for she was then still a stone with only hail beating on it - she had bound her neck with the chiffon, rather tightly, as if to staunch a flow of blood.

Rosina, the junior theatre Sister, and Delia, in charge of the Accident Room, were both off duty too, and the three of them took a bus to Regent Street where Katrina bought a pair of strappy sandals at Raynes in champagne kid and a leghorn hat swathed with a chiffon scarf in a rich cream.

She was beginning to lose heart when she found exactly what she wanted--a sleeveless dress and little jacket in a thick slub silk, its colour an exact match of the chiffon in the hat.

Katrina knew who it was before the door was fully opened--Beyke, looking glamorous in black chiffon and looking up at Raf as though she were sharing some delightful secret.

The chiffon had slipped aside to bare one white shoulder and her curly hair was in a wild disarray, but even the thoroughly petulant spoiled-child expression that pouted her face could not disguise its amazing beauty.

At that he had let her go, her long, white limbs in their crumpled chiffon whirling out of the bed and into the dressing-room.