Crossword-Solution: CHIFFONS
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| Clue | Answers |
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| "He's So Fine" group, with "The" | 1 answer |
| Sheer fabrics | 8 answers |
| Denomination | 25 answers |
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Hint 1 meaning
One who, or that which, eats.
Hint 2 anagram
RETEA
Hint 3 another clue
greedy person
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Sentences with CHIFFONS (5)
Are you always so quiet and serious--never talking about chiffons--always reading some wonderful book? I wish you would let me come and stay with you.
She followed the fashions, and went more than once to Paris to deck her beauty with _chiffons_ or some choice novelty.
Until the age of thirty the pretty women of Paris ask nothing more of their toilet than clothing; but after they pass through the fatal portal of the thirties, they look for weapons, seductions, embellishments among their _chiffons;_ out of these they compose charms, they find means, they take a style, they seize youth, they study the slightest accessory,--in a word, they pass from nature to art.
Gilbert Keith Chesterton [1874-1936] CHIFFONS! Through this our city of delight, This Paris of our joy and play, This Paris perfumed, jeweled, bright, Rouged, powdered, amorous,--ennuye: Across our gilded Quartier, So fair to see, so frail au fond, Echoes--mon Dieu!--the Ragman's bray: "Mar--chand d'ha--bits! Chif--fons!" Foul, hunched, a plague to dainty sight, He limps infect by park and quai, Voicing (for those that hear aright) His hunger-world, the dark Marais.
Mallowe, her one bosom friend, for she was in no sense ‘a woman’s woman.’ And it was a woman’s tiffin, the door shut to all the world; and they both talked chiffons, which is French for Mysteries.
Quotes with CHIFFONS (2)
I opened the door of my mother's stand-alone wardrobe and let the smell of her wash over me. I loved having this one unspoiled part of her left just for me. I leaned forward, slipped my face in between the hanging silks and chiffons. Her scent was warm and possessive. If my idea of home had a smell, this would be it. Home. Mother. Oh God, please. My face crumpled, and my knees gave out. I pitched forward into her hanging clothes, grabbing at her blouses and dresses, smelling …
Personally, I wear a lot of my mother-in-law's chiffons and my mother's silk. But when I buy saris for myself, then they have to be understated.
Where this answer appears
Appears in: WSJ.
Used 1 time in crossword archives (2019).