What is "workshirt"

Usage examples of "workshirt".

From the red boutonniere blossoming on the left pocket of his blue workshirt there spurted a thin fan of bright arterial blood.

He has a security badge clipped to the front of his clean gray workshirt and a VirtuFax slung around his neck on a red nylon cord.

He had slipped into his Timshel workshirt and jeans when the door opened, letting in a flood of sunlight.

The dusty and sun-faded jeans, the scuff-toed boots with run-down heels and black marks where the spurs usually rode, the worn-soft chambray workshirt, and the sweat-stained cowboy hat on his head, all were the clothes of a working cowboy.

She was wearing khaki shorts and a blue workshirt tied at the midriff.

Her shoulder-length blonde hair had been swept up into a ponytail held in place by a blue kerchief, and she wore a cotton workshirt and a pair of jeans, the knees of which still had rich, brown soil caked on them.

Carstairs, a tanned, middle-aged man wearing khaki cargo shorts, a short-sleeved blue workshirt, and a pair of blue felt house slippers, was outside by the Supermare swimming pool.

The monitor faded to a stark portrait of Richards in his baggy gray workshirt, taken by a hidden camera days before.

Lantin, wearing Calvin Klein jeans and a cowboy's denim workshirt, walked barefoot across the Oriental carpet and popped fois gras in her mouth.

The pack had strung out coming down the long hill, and Stebbins was about a quarter of a mile back, but there was no mistaking those purple pants and that chambray workshirt.

Andy's was what people used to mean when they said general store, a place where you could buy almost anything, workshirts and trousers, caps, ax handles and beads, meal, clocks, soap, boots, candy, blankets, magazines, toys, suitcases, drills and punches, dogfood, paper, hoes and rakes, chicken feed, gasoline cans, silage formula, flashlights, bread .

By that time, the cadre had changed into jeans and workshirts and had pulled the van into the large garage.

But the inner self that had been so intent on stringing beads and feathers and wool and cows’ hair and seedpods, that had been so sure where to lace this string to that, and how to hang the tassels—that self had not imagined how she would look in anything but the old drab workshirts and skirts and bonnets of earlier years.

More well-wishers, some in workshirts and jeans, others in coveralls, one in a pressure suit, were waiting to add their congratulations as he passed through.

The back was full of workmen, men in jeans and workshirts, bounced and jolted as the truck moved along.