Sentences with phrase «like body hugging»

I like body hugging dresses (no surprise there) and i have been wearing a lot of red lately.

Not exact matches

Plus they look fabulous on most body shapes, unlike body - hugging skinny jeans that only look good on the rack and stick figures like Nicole Richie.

The memory foam hugs your body gently and supports your joints and back, while the comfort foam rests just below and cradles you like a drowsy cherub.

The difference is that these early populations of our species had developed the ability to invent new tools, like sewing needles that were useful in producing warm, body - hugging clothing.

I would MUCH rather have cellulite and stretch marks from tight skin that hugs my body than have skin like a dog that just hangs there and moves like it has a mind of its own!

Like healthy nutrients, physical contact like a hug engages the cells of our body to feel cared for, supported and connecLike healthy nutrients, physical contact like a hug engages the cells of our body to feel cared for, supported and conneclike a hug engages the cells of our body to feel cared for, supported and connected.

This sexy Versace cotton skirt hugs the body just like Gianni Versace loved.

Ideal for body - hugging garments like your go - to little black dress or gown, this closet staple helps to smooth and shape your tummy, waist and back for a smooth...

It hugs your body like a glove.

It's oversized and I like how it's a little slouchy and doesn't hug the body.

Wearing it over something narrow, like a body - hugging top and wear it with something semi-fitted at the bottom

The perfect bathing suit hugs your body like this one and fits like a glove.

I realized, like with many trends it is all about taking it in small doses... meaning one piece of camo is enough... don't go overboard in head to toe military gear I love these camo pants from Abercrombie & Fitch because although they are edgy with their print and the side zippers, they are feminine with the fact that they hug the curves of your body and show off your figure... something regular military garb simply will never be capable of doing!

I ordered a US size 12 and was afraid it wouldn't fit me; nevertheless, when it came it fit me perfectly and hugs my body like a glove in all the right places.

I also love how this dress hugs my body, making it look like I have some curves.

It's an easy fit, body - hugging without being snug and so comfortable, which is exactly what you want in a wiggle dress this time of year when you want to look glamorous without feeling like it comes at the cost of tortuous discomfort, particularly after you've eaten too much food — which, let's face it, has a tendency to happen around the holidays.

Still, I do like the fact that it hugs and shows off the body.

Their body hugging fitting automatically makes you look like an angel.

It's a truly special rib - knit dress, I loved how it literally hugged my body in all the right places, which rarely happens with the dresses like this.

One of the best things about it is that it hugs your body in all the right places and fits like a glove.

I like the figure hugging cut and the zip which draws your attention down the body, breaking up the outfit and making her seem taller.

I feel like a warm breeze hugs my body but I'd love for you to come and give me an unforgettable time.

F1 cars are still relatively small, but devoid of wings, wide tyres and a ground - hugging stance, the slim body with its exposed engine and delicate suspension arms looks almost toy - like.

Like the GT3, the GT R also comes with unheated, body - hugging racing buckets adjustable solely in reach.

Adding to the fun are a taut suspension and a low - sprung body that allow the GLA to hug corners without feeling like it's about to tip over.

I also like the firm, body - hugging black leather bucket seats, which held me snugly as I tried some roadgoing gymnastics.

You can read more about why dogs often don't like hugs, and learn more about the ways to read body language.

The garment's custom fabric is lightweight and breathable, so it flexes and stretches with the pet's body, providing a comforting hug - like sensation from top to tail.

I love bags that hugs the body, like this Piel Hobo laptop bag:

It went something like this: hotel check - in, locate room, locate wifi service, attempt connection to wifi, wonder why the connection is taking so long, try again, locate phone, call front desk, get told «the internet is broken for a while», decide to hot - spot the mobile phone because some emails really needed to be sent, go «la la la» about the roaming costs, locate iron, wonder why iron temperature dial just spins around and around, swear as iron spews water instead of steam, find reading glasses, curse middle - aged need for reading glasses, realise iron temperature dial is indecipherably in Chinese, decide ironing front of shirt is good enough when wearing jacket, order room service lunch, start shower, realise can't read impossible small toiletry bottle labels, damply retrieve glasses from near iron and successfully avoid shampooing hair with body lotion, change (into slightly damp shirt), retrieve glasses from shower, start teleconference, eat lunch, remember to mute phone, meet colleague in lobby at 1 pm, continue teleconference, get in taxi, endure 75 stop - start minutes to a inconveniently located client, watch unread emails climb over 150, continue to ignore roaming costs, regret tuna panini lunch choice as taxi warmth, stop - start juddering, jet - lag, guilt about unread emails and traffic fumes combine in a very unpleasant way, stumble out of over-warm taxi and almost catch hypothermia while trying to locate a very small client office in a very large anonymous business park, almost hug client with relief when they appear to escort us the last 50 metres, surprisingly have very positive client meeting (i.e. didn't throw up in the meeting), almost catch hypothermia again waiting for taxi which despite having two functioning GPS devices can't locate us on a main road, understand why as within 30 seconds we are almost rendered unconscious by the in - car exhaust fumes, discover that the taxi ride back to the CBD is even slower and more juddering at peak hour (and no, that was not a carbon monoxide induced hallucination), rescheduled the second client from 5 pm to 5.30, to 6 pm and finally 6.30 pm, killed time by drafting this guest blog (possibly carbon monoxide induced), watch unread emails climb higher, exit taxi and inhale relatively fresher air from kamikaze motor scooters, enter office and grumpily work with client until 9 pm, decline client's gracious offer of expensive dinner, noting it is already midnight my time, observe client fail to correctly set office alarm and endure high decibel «warning, warning» sounds that are clearly designed to send security rushing... soon... any second now... develop new form of nausea and headache from piercing, screeching, sounds - like - a-wailing-baby-please-please-make-it-stop-alarm, note the client is relishing the extra (free) time with us and is still talking about work, admire the client's ability to focus under extreme aural pressure, decide the client may be a little too work focussed, realise that I probably am too given I have just finished work at 9 pm... but then remember the 200 unread emails in my inbox and decide I can resolve that incongruency later (in a quieter space), become sure that there are only two possibilities — there are no security staff or they are deaf — while my colleague frantically tries to call someone who knows what to do, conclude after three calls that no - one does, and then finally someone finally does and... it stops.