Sentences with phrase «where white slip»

Social media is a great place to escape from our daily routine activities and immerse ourselves in inspirational photos of delicious food, beautiful people wearing stylish outfits, envying perfectly - styled hair, and (in my case) thick and manly beards (I think it's time I grow mine out again), all set in picturesque streets or inside a picture - perfect home where white slip - covered furniture, vintage treasures and fluffy pillows cocoon a stylish family, dog and all.

Not exact matches

I plan on continuing on with the off the shoulder trend I fell in love with last year (see above) and I could always use a few more of my warm weather go - tos white like denim and espadrilles... And while I'll always have my favorites, I'm definitely game for trying something new and that's where the slip - on sneaker mules come into play.

I love your white slip covers on your upholstered furniture, can you tell me where I can possibly get the same to cover my tired couch love seat and chair?

The alien, known as Laura (Scarlett Johansson), slips into human skin, adopts an English accent, and cruises Glasgow picking up men and enticing them into a darkened building, where the world turns black and white — inky black and milky white.

Amber in particular had vague plans, dreams, yet there she sits wearing a white slip dress with fringed sleeves and poker straight hair, back where she started — ready to fornicate on film.

And Samujana makes it easy to explore this enchanting island, with a complimentary shuttle from the estate to family - friendly Choeng Mon Beach and trendy Chaweng Beach, where you can people - watch from the chic oceanfront restaurants or slip your toes into soft white sand.

In a culture where the color of your skin is paramount, each color category — from the highest of yellows which can slip into an off - white of privilege, to the blues of black, which can make one feel like an Ellisonian disappearing act — comes with its own unique experiences of racism, colorism, freedom and death.

Before heading to the Top of the Standard for his party above the city, I slipped into White Columns, where Sue Tompkins was giving a rare solo performance that was dancing poetry, or intermittent song with dance, or intermittent hopping while speaking repeated phrases, all quite charming and mysterious.

Black art is framed by pillars of white convention, where only a bit of African color slips through.

So, tell me... where did you get the white slip covers?