Claire Sentence Examples
Baby Claire was often in evidence in our work place, sleeping on mother's arm or in her file cabinet remodeled crib, or supping on Martha's breast.
Claire seemed pleased to be held by anyone, at least most of the time, but on occasion she'd let out a scream, loud enough to shake Howie from the past in spite of his near-soundproof basement room.
Now I won't even see Claire take her first step.
I can't imagine not seeing her or holding little Claire again.
When she opened it, Claire gazed at her with a look both guarded and surprised.Advertisement
Not wanting to be around to hear Claire get her way, Sofia climbed onto the edge of Damian's balcony and stretched upward toward the ledge running around the mansion.
Claire apparently had left.
She'd seen Claire in the kitchen and hallway, eating Pop-Tarts, eating chocolate, eating broccoli.
Claire asked, pausing in the door frame of the bathroom.
She wasn't dressed in skin-tight workout clothes like Claire, who joined Damian as he trotted down the stairs for their daily sparring session.Advertisement
Of course, she wasn't nearly as smokin' hot as Claire either.
Claire Elizabeth is one of us now and bears the surname Gustefson, not Leblanc as her birth certificate reads.
He wants Claire and probably has a private brothel in town.
Claire Elizabeth LeBlanc, all seven pounds, six ounces of her, came into the world at Dartmouth-Hitchcok Medical Center, in Keene, New Hampshire on June third.
Three weeks later, baby Claire Elizabeth LeBlanc was baptized at St. Bernard's Catholic Church with Betsy and Ben Gustefson as godparents.Advertisement
Martha and baby Claire were released from the hospital after two days and both continued to prosper.
We all reluctantly entered our vitals privately, including information on baby Claire.
Only baby Claire who slept soundly in her file cabinet crib was truly content.
Martha had brought along baby Claire and Molly was enthralled.
I could hear Claire complaining loudly in the background.Advertisement
I was dialing my wife to tell her when Martha and Quinn came in the office, pushing a baby carriage with Claire smiling beneath her blankets.
Baby Claire began to cry.
I have a baby and I'm not about to drag Claire all over the United States!
Martha looked bewildered as she tried in vain to quiet Claire.
Let's discuss this without yelling at each other,' I said, raising my voice over Claire's continued screaming.Advertisement
Martha began to cry but thankfully, Claire quieted.
I always thought they had a pretty solid marriage, especially with Claire, but she's acting as crazy as a teenager and just watching her marriage crumble.
Claire, honey, you're such a dream baby; please, not now.
Claire's crib, not in her nursery, was in the corner of the master bedroom, next to a large king size bed.
In a single motion, she tugged open her robe and nightgown, baring both breasts, pressing Claire to her right side.
I did so, until Claire was sated and burped.
She asked about the baby and I said Claire was fed and sleeping.
Unlike me, Betsy was very familiar with the house having spent much time with Martha and Claire.
However, she was thrilled that baby Claire was in residence.
After some negotiations Martha was allowed to remain in bed while the rest of us, Claire included drove back to our house.
Betsy, Martha and Molly came by with Claire just before lunch.
With her attention locked on Claire, I had time to fill in both women with what I'd learned.
Molly was need deep in her make-work chore and Martha was feeding Claire.
Baby Claire helped too, by taking her turn by demanding attention while I spent the time worrying about how I could protect the nest of fragile souls under my care.
Over their shoulder I saw Martha leave, with little Claire in her arms.
She even visited Martha and Claire with Molly each afternoon.
If she wants to go, I could take care of Claire.
Martha and Claire have already left for Santa Barbara and the funeral so she'll fill Howie and Julie when she gets to California.
I guess he drove to the airport to pick up Martha and Claire but I guess they didn't come in when they were supposed to.
She and Claire are probably still in the air somewhere or Quinn hasn't hooked up with them yet.
He's desperate to ask Martha about the details of Annie's death but she, Quinn and Claire haven't reported in.
The more I thought about it, the more I felt Quinn, Martha and baby Claire might be gone.
I hadn't thought of baby Claire!
But the baby... he must have taken Claire!
I suddenly realized where the illusive motor home was parked and I knew Baby Claire Elizabeth LeBlanc was unidentified but alive!
I'm sure she's baby Claire.
I updated him on all we'd learned, with the only good news that baby Claire was alive and apparently well.
Unfortunately, there is no one left alive to salute the LeBlanc and Betsy and I want our adopted daughter Claire to know she is fully a part of our lives.
There had been none since Claire, whose powers had been so weak, she couldn't even be blood bound.
Ask Claire what's going on, Dusty typed with a smiley face.
Claire was the closest thing, but she never received the training because her power was too weak.
There was a reason he banned thoughts of Darian and Claire from his mind, an instinct he'd never been able to face in all the years since Darian's death.
Claire was as beautiful as the last time he'd seen her.
Claire was ready for him now.
You can do whatever with Claire.
I'm not interested in Claire.
A breeze made her curtains flutter, and she closed it, certain Claire's cries of ecstasy would soon fill the air around the mansion.
Claire sat beside another Guardian, watching the movie.
Claire rose, the smile freezing on her face as she faced Sofia.
Sofia forced her own smile, noticing how Claire's gaze swept over her as if she were an uninvited insect in her bedroom.
Claire, Darian said again.
I'm … Claire shook her hand, and the visions that protruded into her thoughts floored her.
Stop Claire, Darian all but demanded.
She walked in on me and Claire last night.
You didn't tell me Claire was coming this way, Dusty.
Beautiful women that rivaled Claire and men so handsome, even age couldn't diminish their muscular bodies or riveting looks.
She wanted to tell him about Claire, but she was afraid to.
He cared for Claire, or at least, he was attracted to her, and she didn't know if there was more than what she knew about them.
Claire, stunning in maroon and bedecked with diamonds and rubies, looked her over dismissively before returning her gaze to the men.
She eyed him and then looked to Damian, who stared at her with an intensity she'd last seen aimed at Claire.
She stood beside Dustin on one side of the entrance while Damian and Claire assumed the other.
Claire was all over him, in his space, rubbing her breasts against him.
Claire lured him away from his Guardians to the warm springs by the—" "Enough!"
Claire's been on the European front for a hundred years.
He paced, mind racing with memories he could no longer suppress, thoughts of his brother, of Claire, of Darian's death.
Claire was all that remained of his brother, and he'd loved her out of respect for a man whose death he'd never been able to accept.
Memories of how much Darian loved Claire, of his own nights in her bed, overwhelmed him.
I'll deal with Claire.
As for Claire … pain spiraled through him.
She'd struggled with Claire, wanting to spare him the pain he'd unleashed on her.
He understood why she'd looked at Dusty before telling him about Claire.
I'm so sorry about Claire.
Claire didn't look any worse for wear after a day in the offsite location Dusty had scouted as a temporary dungeon for their prisoners.
Claire glanced away then back at him, taking in the resolve on his face.
I have honor, Claire.
Leave her out of this, Claire.
From his home videos, he'd never lowered his guard to anyone, even Claire.
He thought instead of Claire and Sofia.
At one point after his brother's death, he'd considered making Claire his queen.
In hindsight, he wondered how he'd ever been fooled or why he'd settle for Claire when there was someone like Sofia out there, who'd love him for him and not for his title.
Dusty and Jule knew better than to pry what happened when he confronted Claire.
With Claire's death, he'd avenged his brother and righted the wrong made thousands of years ago.
She'd seen the dark side of Dusty in his home videos in the library before she told Damian about Claire.
Images flooded her mind, Damian's, Claire's, Isac's.
She saw Damian watch the new king get his tattoo as a rite of passage, saw it again as Claire made love to the man meant to be her husband, saw it in Isac's vision as he hacked the tattooed man apart.
You were supposed to marry Claire … She went on, closing her eyes as she repeated everything from the memories of others.
Horror descended upon her as she realized the depth of Claire's betrayal.
Claire did this to him.
He wasn't part of the plan to kill him, but he found out from Claire when they met shortly before Darian's death.
He was there to save your brother when Isac finished and kept him under control using Claire's blood.
The depth of Claire's betrayal made him wish he could kill her again a thousand times over!
Claire was a peanut butter blonde, gone grey, tall and well dressed, all business and definitely in charge.
Claire gave a hint of a nod, remaining under the archway to the parlor, as if entering might subject her to some vile disease from these common folk.
Claire, don't you feel it too?
Claire rolled her eyes and changed the subject.
Claire Quincy had donned reading glasses and was scrutinizing the letters as Fred O'Connor followed his notes and explained the information on Annie Quincy he had gathered at the library.
Claire asked as she took the objects.
Claire's reaction was far different.
Fred reached for the picture but Claire held on to it.
Claire scowled as she looked up, about to reply.
While Claire and the Deans were unnerved, poor Effie looked on the verge of fainting.
She turned to Claire, as if acknowledging she was in charge.
Dean caught the look on Fred's face as Edith handed the items to Claire.
Claire directed her angry scowl at Fred.
She turned and looked to Claire.
We only paid— Claire cut her off and repeated the amount.
Claire ignored him as she examined the comb and brush.
Donnie looked at the impressive impalement and Dean started to show it to him but Claire grabbed it from his hands.
Everyone bent close and examined them as Claire continued to hold them in her hand.
The look Claire gave her sister would frost a barbeque.
Just then, Edith returned to the room, holding out three crisp one hundred dollar bills, which she thrust toward Claire who reached out and snatched them, without so much as a thank-you, stuffing them in her purse.
Claire scooped up the five dollar gold pieces and dropped them in her bag.
Cynthia came out of the parlor, followed by Fred, who was still seething over Claire Quincy's appropriation of the gold coins.
As Ryland closed his door, the Quincy sisters came out of the parlor and began climbing the stairs—Effie with a cheery 'good night Mr. and Mrs. Dean,' and Claire with tight-lipped silence.
He remained too steamed up over the Claire Quincy transactions.
Most women were putty in the old man's hands, but Claire Quincy had pushed all the wrong buttons and short-circuited his good nature.
Just then, Claire Quincy descended the stairs on cue.
He stood over Claire Quincy, much too closely.
I'm sure Claire didn't mean that!
It was her way of saying that while he might have been somewhat more reserved in his response to Claire Quincy, she was admitting the guest isn't always right.
I'd still bet my last buck Claire Quincy has it in the bottom of her suitcase.
Then you won't have to listen to Claire bitching about how you cheated her when that's just what she did to you.
Across the hall were Effie and Claire, with Edith and her son in the rear bedroom.
Effie and Claire returned, followed in by Martha and Donnie, who had been playing outside.
Effie bubbled away to anyone who'd listen while Claire stood looking over the gathering with undisguised disdain.
Claire took a seat offered by one of the climbers and proceeded to add to the sainthood by correcting every other sentence poor Effie tried to offer.
Miss Worthington spent the day waiting on Claire and showing her and her sister the old newspapers on microfilm at the library.
Asked me outright if I thought Claire might have pinched it.
Claire thinks I'm a silly goose about it.
Oh, I guess I'm just being foolish like Claire says.
I can hardly wait to see the look on Claire Quincy's face when I tell her saintly Aunty Annie was turning tricks!
Edith, Effie, Claire and Gladys remained in their rooms.
I think he's trying to do his research before Claire gets there.
Claire made a beeline for upstairs while Effie tarried to chat with the Deans.
I knew her story couldn't be as simple as Claire made it out to be—wanted it to be.
I'm afraid it would break Claire's heart.
Do you think it's possible to keep the truth from Claire?
I used to do that as a child with Claire.
Does Claire have the museum's picture of Rev. Martin and his wife?
Effie, you're far too intelligent to not know Claire is constantly taking advantage of you.
Claire's five dollar pieces are all worn—worth a couple of hundred at best.
She added, almost in a whisper, That's why I suggested Claire give the smaller denominations to Mr. O'Connor.
Claire and Effie Quincy led the parade to the table.
The boy wouldn't say anything to Claire, would he?
I don't think Claire is one of Donnie's favorite people.
Before they could comment, she rose, and putting a finger to her lips, whispered, "We mustn't let Claire know our little secret."
Ryland made a beeline for his room, and the Quincy sisters tromped up the stairs, Effie giving a three-finger wave and Claire looking as if she'd punch out the lights of anyone who got in her way.
Neither. I'm worried about Claire.
He's never even spoken to Claire that I know of.
The five of us sat together at the restaurant this evening and after Edith and I went to the ladies room, we came back to find Claire livid and Mr. Shipton laughing.
After milling about until nearly nine o'clock, the entire group began to trek up to the ice park and, as Claire Quincy put it, view this craziness.
She offered her sympathies but seemed more concerned with finding sister Claire and hurried outside to see if any of the other now returning guests had seen her.
I'm not sure Claire Quincy isn't just as pleased as Gladys.
There's the boy's father, Ryland, Gladys Turnbull, Claire Quincy....
Claire had informed Fred she and Effie would be leaving Tuesday.
Edith Shipton was standing by the fireplace, sobbing, Ryland was ready to swing on Fitzgerald, Claire Quincy was protesting something in the corner while Effie just looked bewildered.
Claire Quincy is another one who should be there.
And Claire is in there now.
Claire won't talk to me about it.
Claire will be livid!
Claire still's not talking to me.
Somehow, considering Gladys, Effie or Claire seemed to stretch common sense more than an overweight bungee jumper.
I read Claire Quincy's notes on her great aunt Annie.
Effie smiled and Claire snarled.
There, at the top, in tightly bundled robe and, yes, a Mother Goose stocking cap, stood Claire Quincy!
Edith had her back to Dean so he couldn't see the look she gave Claire but she passed her haughtily and was gone.
Claire stood there, mouth agape.
Claire could shout it to the world, for all he cared.
Claire stiffened and turned away.
Claire Quincy turned and stared at him, as if waiting for the quid pro quo of an if-you-don't-tell, I-won't-tell agreement of some sort.
Claire tried to muster a schoolmarm firmness that didn't work.
He was in no mood to argue against Claire Quincy's selfish interests in preserving the strained moral reputation of the long-dead ancestor.
You heard him arguing with Claire Quincy?
Dean thought about Claire Quincy standing on the top of the stairs, as Edith ascended, naked as the day she was born.
Then she asked, "You're not going to tattle on Claire about the real Annie, are you?"
She quickly added, Not for Claire's sake certainly, but for Annie Quincy.
Well, at least her secret is still intact, even if it's now being preserved by Claire for all the wrong reasons.
She may have been more realistic about Annie's life, but she is very protective of sister Claire.
The only people truly interested in Annie Quincy are Effie and Claire.
Claire, in her usual manner, said nothing as she departed, but Effie had flustered and hovered about, asking detailed questions about Annie as soon as her sister was out of ear-shot.
Nor when she paraded up the stairs and gave the business to Claire Quincy.
Claire didn't express any interest in Annie's clothing earlier.
I never saw Claire poking around.
It seems to me, that Edith had a very rapid mood change from flaunting her nakedness in front of Claire to...killing herself, practically minutes later.
I've yet to meet one who could have me mewling at her feet the way you mewl at Claire's.
He'd grudgingly gone on the hunting trip, not wanting to leave Claire behind by herself.
He'd mated with Claire five months ago.
As for trusting Claire, there were still days Darian wasn't certain her father wasn't still trying to be the puppet master.
He'd heard the same rumors his little brother had, that Claire was sleeping with at least a couple other men.
If anything happens to me, you take care of Damian and Claire, he said.
He'd watched Damian's birth here, grown up here, met Claire here.
Only a head smaller than his tall frame, Claire was shapely and beautiful.
Jule left them in peace, and Darian offered his hand to Claire.
Claire jogged to one of the trees and lifted a small satchel from its roots.
Claire tucked the satchel into the saddlebags.
Darian dismounted and lifted Claire off the horse, settling her gently beneath a tree.
He won't hurt you anymore, Claire.
Claire bounded to her feet, heart pounding.
Claire squeezed her eyes close for a moment.
Claire twisted to see who spoke and was struck by the tall, slender man who stepped from the shadows of the forest.
Claire stared after him then looked back at the stranger in black.
Claire's body rose and grabbed an axe.
Claire screamed, unable to pry her hands free of the axe's handle.
I have plans for you, my sweet Claire.
Claire screamed again, batting at him in desperation to escape.
Fading in and out of consciousness, Claire blinked to try to clear her vision.
Claire heard the rest of his words without registering them.
Claire heard him drop beside the body he thought was his brother's and begin to sob.
Claire's horse was led away.
Where Claire had been a weak Oracle, Jenn was a mind manipulator.
Trusting Claire had led Darian to his enslavement.
Darian had never felt threatened around her, even with his desire to find some reason to write her off as another Claire.
When he'd met Claire, he'd been enamored instantly by her beauty and fighting skill.
Claire was his only pressure point.
She'd done what Claire never would—risked getting killed by Others to save him.
He didn't flinch this time, suspecting she was purposely trying to push the Claire button to manipulate him.
Jenn is not Claire.
He recalled meeting Claire for the first time, right here.
Not only was Claire's name gone, but a new one was in its place.
He'd mated with Claire days after meeting her.
I can't lose her like I did Claire, Darian said quietly.
Tell me Claire was right to betray me.
She'd hated Claire when she found out.
Claire had done that to him.
Claire had your spirit.
He'd buried his emotions for Claire there, among the apple trees where he'd first met her.
A life with Claire would've been more hellish than a life with the Black God, he said with a smile.
I couldn't bear it, Darian, if I hurt you like Claire did or to be hurt like that again!
Claire's auburn hair was tied back in a ponytail, her shapely body clad in a black cat-suit.
But as a mortal, she'd tire faster than Claire, whose magic would continue to feed off the surroundings to keep her energized.
Claire just had to keep on her feet until Jenn's strength gave out.
A few close calls made it more of a challenge, as Claire bounced back to avoid Jenn's strategic strikes.
The tip of Claire's sword sliced Jenn's collarbone, freeing the necklace.
Jenn ducked a second strike, and Claire snatched the necklace from the ground with a triumphant smile.
Claire was in the surf, her own sword just out of her reach but the necklace clenched in her hand.
He felt Jenn's pain the moment he stepped towards Claire.
Claire appeared pleased, and he couldn't quite get over just how unconcerned she was with what she'd done to him.
Claire hadn't aged since the day they met.
They'd been cunning by bringing Claire here to distract him.
Claire searched his face, trying to read him.
His eyes went past Claire for a moment, to the dark figure waiting by the tree line.
The raw rage he didn't feel walking with Claire unfurled within him, until he was sprinting.
Darian stepped towards Claire.
Darian motioned for Claire to walk with him, and they started down the beach.
Darian clasped his hands behind his back, and Claire's smile was both triumphant and sweet.
She couldn't get the image of Darian and Claire out of her head.
The preparation of crystalline boron in 1856 by Wohler and Sainte Claire Deville showed that this element also existed in allotropic forms, amorphous boron having been obtained simultaneously and independently in 1809 by Gay Lussac and Davy.
Sainte Claire Deville working independently obtained aluminium by the electrolysis of the fused double sodium aluminium chloride.
The same year he formed a liaison with Marie Claire Deschamps de Marcilly, widow of the marquis de Villette, whom he married in 1720 after the death in 1718 of Lady Bolingbroke, whom he had treated with cruel neglect.
Thus Sainte Claire Deville prepared it as a very hard substance of steel-grey colour, capable of taking a high polish, by strong ignition of chromic oxide and sugar charcoal in a lime crucible.
Sainte Claire Deville's process, which used to be employed commercially, was essentially the same, except that sodium was substituted for potassium (Comptes rendus, 18 57, 44, p. 394), the product being further purified by redistillation.
St Claire Deville, accidentally and in ignorance of Wohler's later results, imitated the 1845 experiment.
Not only were there no grandparents, baby Claire Elizabeth was lacking aunts and uncles as well.
Merrill Cooms transferred one hundred thousand dollars as a birthday present to Claire Elizabeth, over the unsuccessful protestations of mother and dad.
Betsy looked contrite, but still pissed while Martha walked over to pick up still sleeping Claire and turned away.
She elected to remain at home and play house with Molly and Claire, giving me the freedom to do business at the office without the worry of curious ears over hearing.
While only days ago I wouldn't have believed they would so summarily vanish, events recently would have frightened them, especially Martha with baby Claire to care for, to the core.
Irritated by the mention of Claire and the idea of his collectibles being destroyed, he snatched his phone to call for Han.
No, this Oracle wasn't another Claire, without potential or skill.
Claire greeted him with a kiss on his cheek and a look so smoldering it made Sofia blush.
I'm â€¦ Claire shook her hand, and the visions that protruded into her thoughts floored her.
It's my pleasure, Claire said.
He and Claire sold out Damian's brother to Czerno.
She was seated at the end of the table opposite Damian while Claire claimed the spot to his left.
Claire lured him away from his Guardians to the warm springs by theâ€”" "Enough!"
He knew Dusty was right, knew Sofia was right, knew he'd known since just after Darian's death that there was something not right about Claire but was too desperate to hold onto the last piece of his brother to face the truth.
As for Claire â€¦ pain spiraled through him.
Claire, your immortality is revoked.
Images of his brother played through his thoughts, images of Claire's father presenting her to Darian, of their visible love, of Darian's death, of his own involvement with Claire â€¦ The images hit fast and hard, even as he exited the compound and destroyed it with a flash of power.
But we don't know how much information Claire had access to and what she passed to Czerno.
You were supposed to marry Claire â€¦ She went on, closing her eyes as she repeated everything from the memories of others.
Claire was the worst kind of traitor imaginable.
Effie has hardly left Boston, Claire answered while Effie and Gladys continued to become soul mates of the supernatural, blabbering away in the corner.
Claire pulled Effie by the arm and led her upstairs, after pronouncing they would return to claim their purchase after an hour's rest.
Claire asked with a scowl directed at Fred.
We only paidâ€” Claire cut her off and repeated the amount.
As Ryland closed his door, the Quincy sisters came out of the parlor and began climbing the stairsâ€”Effie with a cheery 'good night Mr. and Mrs. Dean,' and Claire with tight-lipped silence.
I knew her story couldn't be as simple as Claire made it out to beâ€”wanted it to be.
Claire's five dollar pieces are all wornâ€”worth a couple of hundred at best.
Claire spent most of the day hogging the microfilm machine at the library but me and Donnie managed an hour or two.
Sister Claire bitched at the weatherman and anyone else she could blame for 'this horrible stuff ' while shooting daggers at Jerome Shipton and pretending Fred O'Connor hadn't been born.
The night you got screwed out of the gold coins by Claire Quincy.
Claire Quincy is no saint in anyone's book, but her motive is a mite on the thin side, isn't it?
In spite of his admonition the door opened, not to Fred O'Connor, but to Claire Quincy who closed the door behind her and stood with nervous defiance at the foot of his bed.
She'd done what Claire never wouldâ€”risked getting killed by Others to save him.
He'd even made his peace with Claire before feeding the treacherous bitch to the sociopathic Original Vamp.
Well done to Claire Piper who won Best actress at Group round for her performance.
Claire Tomalin is our foremost literary biographer whose last book Pepys won the Whitbread Book of the Year prize.
He is also currently touring as part of a duo with Claire Mann with whom he sings and plays bouzouki and guitar.
Underneath the abandoned Victorian cast iron canopies Claire Morgan suspended hundreds of pieces of shattered glass to make five separate forms.
And Claire's Handmade won a bronze medal for their delicious plum chutney.
Claire Winchester did.
Realizing it check says graeme adams insurance Claire winchester.
During her studies Claire played first clarinet in the Symphony Orchestra and performed with the New Music Group and various other ensembles.
Each is expertly designed by Claire, an experienced cake decorator with natural artistic flair and an inspired talent for sugarcraft.
Cooking demonstrations During certain dates during the year, Claire Macdonald will be doing a series of Cooking Demonstrations.
Regards Claire wedding party Just to express our sincere thanks to DJ who did our wedding disco at The Feathers in Ledbury, Herefordshire.
The Leeds branches of the Alliance for Green Socialism are going to inaugurate a local " Claire Short " award for political duplicity.
Claire Adler meets grads who typed their way to the top.
From your ever-loving husband Walter, your loving son Stef and wife Sylvia, and grandchildren Darren and Claire.
A great songwriter can write words and music that transcend any genre, and Claire's poignant lyrics and strong melodies are perfect evidence.
His mission was to create a magical world where Claire and Hailey could discover a beautiful mermaid.
Wayne and Claire watched him leave and later he was driven away past a howling mob.
In August we held a coffee morning, the proceeds of which were donated to Claire House Children's Hospice.
Three years ago Claire gained national notoriety by making outstanding predictions on ITV's show of the same name.
With the affair over and Claire oblivious to the truth of the whole thing, Norman's life and marriage seem perfect.
Already a Blues cross-country runner, Claire will doubtless be a key player in this summer ' s Varsity campaign.
The variety concert will also feature Claire Sweeney, dubbed the forces ' sweetheart, and actors Tom Conti and Joely Richardson.
Bing's not what you'd call a new man, as one angry tirade at Claire shows.
And The Canadian Folk Singer, Though In A Land Of Myriad Springs, Still Goes A La Claire Fontaine Of His Ancestral Fancy; While The Lullabies His Mother Sang Him, Like The Love Songs With Which He Serenades His Blonde, Were Nearly All Sung Throughout The Normandy Of Le Grand Monarque.
So so sorry 11th Jul 2005 Claire Wiles I was totally shocked and sickened to hear about this.
Claire Sansford never seems to be able to escape from the smut fungi !
Bing 's not what you 'd call a new man, as one angry tirade at Claire shows.
His mother, Claire, assailed by truancy officers, begged him to go to school.
I met claire in my second year of undergrad study at Manchester University, she was playing for the women 's volleyball team.
Claire was known as a gracious remitter, because she willingly forgave all wrongs and never held a grudge.
Also, try to find "inspired" versions of the watch at stores like Claire's, Target and Wal-Mart.
Then take a look at Claire's Accessories, Fossil and LeSportsac For housewares, visit Calphalon Kitchen Outlet, Country Rose, Kitchen Collection, Le Creuset and Restoration Hardware.
Jewelry and fashion accessory stores include Cathy's Accessories, Claire's Accessories, Sunglass Hut, Capri Jewelers, Jeweler on Duty, Kay Jeweler's Outlet, Piercing Pagoda, Ultra Diamonds and Gold Outlet and Zales The Diamond Store Outlet.
Young girls also tend to like accessory stories like Claire's.
I have a contract with Claire's, for my own accessory line and Revelation Fragrances, for my own perfume.
Along with an all-star cast that consisted of Diane Keaton, Claire Danes, Dermot Mulrooney and Luke Wilson, Sarah Jessica Parker played the role of uptight business woman Meredith Morton in the film The Family Stone.
Paul Newman is survived by his three daughters, Elinor, Melissa and Claire and his wife of over 50 years, actress Joanne Woodward.
For styles that are fun and fashionable, try department stores like Target and Kohl's or shops that focus on accessories, like Claire's.
More elaborate kids' jewelry boxes can be found at specialty stores and accessory merchants, including Forever 21, Claire's, Icing, and Kids 'R Us.
Claire's and Dillard's often have these toe rings in stock.
You can easily find this type of jewelry at the mall such as Claire's or jewelry departments in large stores.
Stores like Target, Body Central, Claire's, Wal-Mart and other miscellaneous local boutiques offer inexpensive frames in bright colors, white, black and brown.
However, she had to let the people on her tour know so they would "have her back," as she explained in her interview with Marie Claire magazine for their January 2008 issue.
The Madi Claire Leopard-Print Trim Belted handbag is stunning it its creativity, and is perfect for those that long for just a touch of the wild side.