I was
walking down the street several weeks ago.
Not exact matches
I put it in the back of my closet and waited
several months until the maxi became more common to see while
walking down the
street and then I pulled it out again and happily worn it all over the city, adding
several more to my collection in the 2 years I lived in Boston.
The key to that certain je ne sais quoi is to keep things feeling and looking natural and to have the clothes complement you instead of taking over; it might have taken you
several hours to pick out the outfit and make your way out of the house, but when people see you
walking down the
street all they see is ease and an «oh, I just threw this on» air.
I always get
several stares
walking down the
street in these bad boys.
Thus
several colleagues and I each took out the largest loans they would give us and
walked down the
street to an office of Dean Witter and bought CDs paying much higher interest rates - that was an investment where we couldn't possibly lose.
Several months ago, I set out to read the book A Random
Walk Down Wall
Street.
«There was a day when you could
walk down any
street in center city Little Rock, you could see
several pit bulls chained up.
When you
walk up and
down the
streets of the neighbourhood, can you picture yourself living there for
several years into the future?