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Perhaps not willowy blonde, more trunky brunette, but I had to admit I did look attractive.
While Wal-Mart rents out some ghastly megadrome and stuffs it with cheerleaders, Morrisons hosts its effort on a whippet track, and JS holds a sort of cheap-suited revivalist meeting, Tesco's effort has become a care in the community clinic, crammed with loonies dressed as turtles, crusties cramming their pockets with sandwiches and one willowy shire-dweller threatening to have a public miscarriage there and then unless chairman David Reid roiled his tanks off her herbaceous border.
It's 1985 and Britain is in the thick of Thatcher, but politics don't play much of a part in Brian's life, outside of a friendship with the school's resident revolutionary, willowy brunette Rebecca (Rebecca Epstein), who is this movie's answer to Maggie Gyllenhaal's anarchic cookie baker in "Stranger Than Fiction.
In the adagio, her willowy body swirls around Philip Neal to the ebb and flow of John Adams' music.
Known as the Angels, the willowy umbrella-like structures comprise ETFE cushioned canopies, supported on steel frames.
So she supplemented her naturally deep voice and willowy 5-foot-10 frame, adding fake beard stubble, undergoing a body-building regimen, and getting a flattop--and Norah became Ned.
There is the King of Saxony bird of paradise--a bird whose brow plumes are twice the size of its body, giving it the image of having willowy horns that seem more appropriate on an antelope.
This is a romantic tale of love and graceful death, of mistakes and forgiveness, of willowy prose and life reflected in nature.
Willowy models stalked the catwalks in Chelsea, Brick Lane and the Royal Opera House in pieces by Betty Jackson, Jasper Conran, Frost French, Ronit Zilkha, Clements Ribeiro, Ben de Lisi, and hot design duo Boudicca.
Willowy frontman Mark Linkous looked odds-on favourite for the drop as he sang an hour-long greatest hits set, with his vocals fragile and haunting.
But wait, here's their Discovery Channel: Forcefield figures dancing in slow motion around a tall, willowy knit pyramid, clapping their hands in a ritual of .
It goes like this: A producer, willowy and female (think Gale Anne Hurd; think Sherry Lansing) is standing alone on the rue d'Antibes, near its eastern, less-travelled end, waiting for her ride to a party at Cap d'Antibes.