"He's wearing the color of the bodyguards," she observed.
I imitated this action, even wearing his spectacles, thinking they might help solve the mystery.
Anyway, what's so terrible about a woman wearing pants?
For the first time, she noticed he wasn't wearing a doctor's white coat.
It was a good thing he was wearing that big belt buckle.
I'm wearing her underthings, too.
Does that mean I'm supposed to change, or that what I'm wearing is considered casual?
She was attached to the arm of good-looking man wearing a business suit.
"If we're going to be frank," She said, "why don't you ditch that stupid rug you're wearing on your head?
It was a Sports Illustrated swim suit issue so old they were wearing one piece suits.
The strain of our activities was wearing on everyone, especially Howie.
He was wearing a hooded sweat shirt and gloves.
He was wearing a hoodie and dressed in black, including gloves.
I see you're not wearing black today.
Katie took it and eyed it, not sure she could handle wearing the souls of others around her neck.
He was wearing a shirt and his unfastened necktie was hanging in my face.
For the first time, she noticed he wasn't wearing a doctor's white coat.
Death was a dark, towering, muscular figure in the living area of her apartment, clothed in black and wearing an expression that mirrored what she felt.
A bookish man with glasses, wearing a white lab coat, opened the door to the small house.
It means he combs his hair like he's still wearing his football helmet.
Still wearing the garb of Hell, Darkyn's mate was sporting fangs with her pink hair and a heavy sultriness that made Deidre look twice.
Whatever Alex was wearing, Jonathan was usually dressed the same.
The door opened to reveal Daniela, the headmistress, a severe-looking woman wearing the brown robes of the convent.
She didn't let herself listen to the instinct that told her the body she'd seen was wearing the clothes she bought him.
There were no trench coats outside of the underworld he'd consider wearing, but he pulled on a soft black t-shirt and strapped a few sheaths to his body.
He was wearing his poker face.
It wasn't something she'd consider any other time, a form-fitting jersey knit with spaghetti straps probably more suited for sleeping than wearing out.
He.s wearing a collar.
It was her favorite one, and she.d been wearing it when he last saw her.
It was comfortable, like wearing pajamas all day long.
Romas had felt no need to explain his insistence of her wearing it, but Evelyn had explained it acted as a visual identifying piece and also happened to open all the doors on the ship.
While the Ouray winters were far less severe that one might think, they did have a way of wearing out their welcome, like company that won't go home.
Fred returned just as they were clearing the dishes, wearing a perplexed look on his face.
I am bone-weary of the degradation, of wearing my false coquettish smile, pretending love, until they spill themselves within me.
At least she wasn't wearing the Annie Quincy white dress.
She sure gives a lot of detail, the borrowed knife, him looking up, her wearing a disguise.
All she was wearing was her underwear a little while later when she ran up the stairs when Edith's body was discovered.
What kind of perfume are you wearing, it's wonderful.
I'm not wearing any; most perfumes give me a headache.
She was a vision, wearing a pale taupe nightgown with a lace bodice.
Elisabeth appeared at the top of the stairs wearing his shirt.
I suppose a guy should be careful whose filly he's trying to shoo into his stable - especially when she's still wearing another man's halter.
These men aren't wearing Western uniforms for their health.
The guys we're running into are wearing uniforms from the war era.
Katie swallowed hard and finally put it on, feeling even more nauseous about the idea of wearing souls around her neck.
When he no longer heals instantly, the shots are wearing off, Ully explained.
Gabe took the necklace, looking at the two emeralds on the black leather-like cord. He'd missed his necklace after eons wearing it. He'd missed his mother and baby brother. He squeezed them in his hand in the only hug he could give his dead family.
Dean, his hair still soaking wet, wearing an open-neck polo shirt while carrying his shoes, felt like the village idiot.
It pained Dean to see her 30 pounds thinner, wearing an ill fitting wig in place of her waist-length ebony hair, but her indomitable spirit continued to leave him in awe.
A waitress wearing a lace cap denoting her Pennsylvania Dutch heritage seated him at a small corner table by the window.
"Princess Ozma did that," was the reply; "and it saves my legs from wearing out.
He had just noticed that the king was wearing poor Charlot's Sunday suit instead of his own.
Kings and queens who wear a suit but once, though made by some tailor or dressmaker to their majesties, cannot know the comfort of wearing a suit that fits.
He had just entered, wearing an embroidered court uniform, knee breeches, and shoes, and had stars on his breast and a serene expression on his flat face.
He was wearing his long coat with three stars on his breast.
The old prince always dressed in old-fashioned style, wearing an antique coat and powdered hair; and when Prince Andrew entered his father's dressing room (not with the contemptuous look and manner he wore in drawing rooms, but with the animated face with which he talked to Pierre), the old man was sitting on a large leather-covered chair, wrapped in a powdering mantle, entrusting his head to Tikhon.
In front came a man wearing a strange shako and a blue cloak, swarthy, sunburned, and with a hooked nose.
In among the hindmost of these men wearing similar shakos was a Russian hussar.
The man was wearing a bluish coat of broadcloth, he had no knapsack or cap, his head was bandaged, and over his shoulder a French munition pouch was slung.
She was, as always at evening parties, wearing a dress such as was then fashionable, cut very low at front and back.
There was the fact that only those came who wished to dance and amuse themselves as girls of thirteen and fourteen do who are wearing long dresses for the first time.
The bandage was taken off his eyes and, by the faint light of the burning spirit, Pierre, as in a dream, saw several men standing before him, wearing aprons like the Rhetor's and holding swords in their hands pointed at his breast.
In the uniform of the Preobrazhensk regiment--white chamois-leather breeches and high boots-- and wearing a star Rostov did not know (it was that of the Legion d'honneur), the monarch came out into the porch, putting on his gloves and carrying his hat under his arm.
He came at a gallop, wearing a small hat, a blue uniform open over a white vest, and the St. Andrew ribbon over his shoulder.
From the carriages emerged men wearing uniforms, stars, and ribbons, while ladies in satin and ermine cautiously descended the carriage steps which were let down for them with a clatter, and then walked hurriedly and noiselessly over the baize at the entrance.
He was wearing a blue swallow-tail coat, shoes and stockings, and was perfumed and his hair pomaded.
She had washed behind her ears just as carefully, and when she entered her drawing room in her yellow dress, wearing her badge as maid of honor, her old lady's maid was as full of rapturous admiration as the Rostovs' servants had been.
Before and behind them other visitors were entering, also talking in low tones and wearing ball dresses.
But before he reached them Pierre stopped beside a very handsome, dark man of middle height, and in a white uniform, who stood by a window talking to a tall man wearing stars and a ribbon.
Prince Andrew, in the white uniform of a cavalry colonel, wearing stockings and dancing shoes, stood looking animated and bright in the front row of the circle not far from the Rostovs.
From early in the morning, wearing a dressing jacket, she attended to her household affairs, and then she drove out: on holy days to church and after the service to jails and prisons on affairs of which she never spoke to anyone.
Behind them sat Anna Mikhaylovna wearing a green headdress and with a happy look of resignation to the will of God on her face.
In the second act there was scenery representing tombstones, there was a round hole in the canvas to represent the moon, shades were raised over the footlights, and from horns and contrabass came deep notes while many people appeared from right and left wearing black cloaks and holding things like daggers in their hands.
Anatole went out of the room and returned a few minutes later wearing a fur coat girt with a silver belt, and a sable cap jauntily set on one side and very becoming to his handsome face.
Why, she'll rush out more dead than alive just in the things she is wearing; if you delay at all there'll be tears and 'Papa' and 'Mamma,' and she's frozen in a minute and must go back--but you wrap the fur cloak round her first thing and carry her to the sleigh.
Dessalles, the tutor he had brought from Switzerland, was wearing a coat of Russian cut and talking broken Russian to the servants, but was still the same narrowly intelligent, conscientious, and pedantic preceptor.
When he came to himself, a man of clerical appearance with a tuft of gray hair at the back of his head and wearing a shabby blue cassock--probably a church clerk and chanter--was holding him under the arm with one hand while warding off the pressure of the crowd with the other.
In the first were the nobility and gentry in their uniforms, in the second bearded merchants in full-skirted coats of blue cloth and wearing medals.
At that moment Count Rostopchin with his protruding chin and alert eyes, wearing the uniform of a general with sash over his shoulder, entered the room, stepping briskly to the front of the crowd of gentry.
Having received all his orders Alpatych, wearing a white beaver hat--a present from the prince--and carrying a stick as the prince did, went out accompanied by his family.
Wearing a waistcoat over his cotton shirt, Ferapontov was standing before his shop which opened onto the street.
Princess Mary saw him walk out of the house in his uniform wearing all his orders and go down the garden to review his armed peasants and domestic serfs.
He was wearing the white Horse Guard's cap and a military overcoat with a whip hanging over his shoulder by a thin strap.
Two valets rapidly dressed His Majesty, and wearing the blue uniform of the Guards he went with firm quick steps to the reception room.
An old gentleman wearing a star and another official, a German wearing a cross round his neck, approached the speaker.
Berg, the Rostovs' son-in-law, was already a colonel wearing the orders of Vladimir and Anna, and he still filled the quiet and agreeable post of assistant to the head of the staff of the assistant commander of the first division of the Second Army.
It was when Pierre (wearing the coachman's coat which Gerasim had procured for him and had disinfected by steam) was on his way with the old man to buy the pistol at the Sukharev market that he met the Rostovs.
At the corner of the Moroseyka, opposite a large house with closed shutters and bearing a bootmaker's signboard, stood a score of thin, worn-out, gloomy-faced bootmakers, wearing overalls and long tattered coats.
On the ground, beside the trunks, sat a thin woman no longer young, with long, prominent upper teeth, and wearing a black cloak and cap.
Involuntarily he noticed a Georgian or Armenian family consisting of a very handsome old man of Oriental type, wearing a new, cloth- covered, sheepskin coat and new boots, an old woman of similar type, and a young woman.
One of these, a nimble little man, was wearing a blue coat tied round the waist with a rope.
While Pierre was running the few steps that separated him from the Frenchman, the tall marauder in the frieze gown was already tearing from her neck the necklace the young Armenian was wearing, and the young woman, clutching at her neck, screamed piercingly.
A French official wearing a scarf came up to the right of the row of prisoners and read out the sentence in Russian and in French.
At seven in the morning a French convoy in marching trim, wearing shakos and carrying muskets, knapsacks, and enormous sacks, stood in front of the sheds, and animated French talk mingled with curses sounded all along the lines.
Pierre, girt with a rope round his waist and wearing shoes Karataev had made for him from some leather a French soldier had torn off a tea chest and brought to have his boots mended with, went up to the sick man and squatted down beside him.
A little ahead of them walked a peasant guide, wet to the skin and wearing a gray peasant coat and a white knitted cap.
Down below, a man wearing something red was running through the marsh.
Among the trees a man with long legs and long, swinging arms, wearing a short jacket, bast shoes, and a Kazan hat, was approaching with long, light steps.
He had dreamed that he and Uncle Pierre, wearing helmets such as were depicted in his Plutarch, were leading a huge army.
Besides, it was time to replace some of the things she'd been wearing since before they were married.
Felipa was wearing a perky red satin gown with spaghetti straps and full skirt.
The announcement went on to describe what the young boy was wearing and listed a tip line phone number to call with information.
Betsy stepped from the shower, all pink as a posy and wearing only a smile.
You're not wearing any underwear.
The gate guards were doubled, armed and wearing tactical gear, the perimeter lit by intense floodlights.
I was wearing jeans and a black shirt.
He hadn't even remembered to check to see if she was wearing her Thursday panties.
In her snug room, with lamps burning before the icon stand, a young lad with a long nose and long hair, wearing a monk's cassock, sat on the sofa beside her, behind a samovar.
Speranski, wearing a gray swallow-tail coat with a star on the breast, and evidently still the same waistcoat and high white stock he had worn at the meeting of the Council of State, stood at the table with a beaming countenance.
She was wearing a dark-blue house dress in which Prince Andrew thought her even prettier than in her ball dress.
Pelageya Danilovna Melyukova, a broadly built, energetic woman wearing spectacles, sat in the drawing room in a loose dress, surrounded by her daughters whom she was trying to keep from feeling dull.
Morel, a short sturdy Frenchman with inflamed and streaming eyes, was wearing a woman's cloak and had a shawl tied woman fashion round his head over his cap.
I think the gal in my dream was wearing the same white dress he sold you.