Sentences with phrase «bad about this coat»

I can't say anything bad about this coat!

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During the two - minute video, «How to Tell When Your Breath Stinks,» Craig dons a white lab coat and protective goggles to educate viewers about bad breath and how the Orabrush tongue cleaner could cure it.

«You got to have open and honest dialogue about the reality that we are on because if we are sugar coating anything about ourselves, about our team, about our direction, we're only kidding ourselves and we're only going to be worse off for it in the long run.»

You must be on Wenger's payroll... that is the absolute worst case scenario... if Giroud is used as anything more than a sub or for particular FA, Carling and Europa matchups it will be a clear sign that this team just doesn't care about getting better... I really wonder if you even watch our team or you simply sit in your room staring at your poster of Wenger in is favourite zippered coat

The day started out so sunny, but then it got pretty chilly and I had to wear a coat, but I made sure that it was at least as pretty as the dress so I didn't feel so bad about covering it up!

If you are like me and are initially hesitant about a pattern as bold as this, I have some tips for how to style that leopard print coat, skirt or top you've been wanting so badly.

The worst thing about the film is the main plot and it is coated with cheese, but the comedy and action are so well - done, one can be forgiving the many shortcomings.

To cap off the bad news, the economic slowdown of 2008 - 09 hit the company's profits hard because Canadians thought twice about buying new leather coats in a recession.

What's Good About»Em, What's Bad About»Em Soft - Coated Wheaten Terrier Temperament, Personality, Behavior, Traits, and Characteristics, by Michele Welton.

Flat - Coated Retriever Review What's good about»em, what's bad about»em.

This is probably the worst coat type for a Yorkie and the breeders will totally agree about this.

AS THE LAWRENCE WEINER RETROSPECTIVE at the Whitney Museum fades to white under multiple coats of Kilz and latex paint, and his various exuberant ephemera take up residence at LA MoCA before wending their way back to their rightful property owners; as Tate Modern and the ICA London emerge from momentary spells of whispered headlines, random sketching, streams of consciousness, and face slapping; as New York's New Museum concludes its vestigial assault on the Work of Art, not to mention the etiquette of proper spacing, and as visitors to the new building experience the worst case of buyer's remorse since the reopening of the Museum of Contemporary Art, Chicago; as the Metropolitan Museum's Dutch paintings readjust to the staid organizing principles of artist's name, date, and genre rather than hanging according to who bought what from whom (on whose advice) and resold it to so - and - so, who then donated it to the Met; and as the scent of modesty - prosaic, charcoal filtered, crystalline - emanates from the 2008 Whitney Biennial, now is as good a time as any to talk about money.

We wonâ $ ™ t try and sugar coat it - thereâ $ ™ s a lot of bad news floating about and the near futureâ $ ™ s looking none too rosy either.