Sentences with phrase «more body hugging»

It's loose and the neckline is pretty high, but it has a nice belt on the waist to make it more body hugging and pretty.

The deep neckline is making this dress more body hugging and eye catching.

Not exact matches

I guess nothing can be more personal than body contact, but for me a hug says, «This isn't about you or me individually; it's about us as a team.»

It was during the time when women's clothes started to hug a woman's body a little more that the idea of maternity clothes was conceived.

In short, you will get more pronounced hug together with enough body support for a luxurious night rest.

The whole doll, the body, arms, legs and head are made of a soft vinyl, making the dolls more comfortable for holding & hugging by small children.

Placing the hands over the heart helps the body release a hormone called oxytocin, also known as the hugging hormone, which helps the body feel more relaxed and stable.

Body image threats — «I'm less if I don't weigh less» or «I lack if I don't have more muscles» — lose all of their power and dissolve the moment we hug this truth close to our hearts.

An XS would hug my body the way it should, make me feel more comfortable, confident, and also look more flattering on me.

But I totally hear you... I've recently gotten more into body hugging dresses as well.

Because of the body - hugging nature of the fabric and our more body conscious fit most women prefer to wear our layering tops as under - layers.

As its sexy cut, which hugs every curve of the body, is not already enough, the fact that it's long sleeved and turtleneck makes me love it even more.

Hence, I tend to avoid wearing body hugging clothes more often than not.

He uses every curve of the body, creating more of a textile support system hugging in all the right places, often without the use of stretch.

Doesn't need a vent either — it's really more of a straight skirt than a true body - hugging pencil.

This lively rainbow print dress always ready for party.The short length party dress has an asymmetric neckline accomplished with long bell sleeves showing a classic feeling.Colorful print material cut in sheath silhouette hugs the body in natural waistline to mini hem outline the pretty slim adding more attractive and charming look during the party.Help you getting all eye catching from the different directions.

«This bandage dress from The Kewl Shop has a stretchy fit that easily hugs your body, making it way more comfortable than the typical bandage material.

Nothing says holiday fête more than stunning burgundy velvet in a body - hugging style.

Strapless and sweetheart neckline featured mini dress closely hug to body curve that'll make feminine look even more flattering and flirtatious.

Mean - looking even when parked, the R8 proudly displays its exotic proportions and its ground - hugging, wide - body stance, which is even more firmly planted than the front - engine Jaguar and the rear - engine Porsche.

Add to this low roofline a body that's actually 2 inches longer than the hatchback version and you end up with a long, low silhouette that gives the Coupe a more ground - hugging and purposefully sporty look than any previous Cooper model, particularly in our tester's JCW trim.

They're lighter, thinner, and hug your body so you're less likely to slide between the bolsters and more likely to sit snugly in place.

The driver and front passenger seats are very nice to sit in, they hug your body making the driving much more enjoyable.

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

Messenger style works best since it hugs your body more (backpacks just call out for pickpocketers), and their smaller size does wonder for my back.

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.