Morning dress

A dusty curtain of bright, early, dawn light filtered into the tiny cabin room. The chilly oak wood floors gave off a golden glow like warm honey. Dew drops still clung to a spider web outside the window, as well as on the grass outside. Doves hummed a mellow song that was only interrupted by the gruff cawing of the occasional raven. A soft, lilting voice was what finally stirred me. I sat up from the satin covered bed, and I stretched my arms above my head to wake the rest of my body. The source

volleyball tournament in Park Rapids earlier that morning. We parked in the Macy’s parking lot opposed to parking in the Scheels’ parking lot, as we usually do. When we walked in we went to the dress section as I was searching for a homecoming dress. After finding nothing, we looked at the shoes. We ended up finding a pair of shoes, but didn’t know if I could find a dress to match, so we didn’t buy them. I looked in several different stores looking for my dress before running into JcPenney’s where I found

The bright morning sun cascaded into the exquisite bedroom, the early light dancing onto the vanilla colored adobe walls. The climate was formidably arid, not a hint of moisture lingered in the air and still, no breeze dared stir this early spring day in southern California. Despite it being early May and early morning the temperature was easily loitering over 80 degrees. Yes, it was going to be horribly uncomfortable today. However the young Spanish woman whom resided in this often hostile environment

dress and on two points of in the center of the upper section of the dresses. The entire dress is decorated with motifs of five-pointed stars, birds, a turtle, a Maltese cross, and a turtle. The upper section of the dress is decorated with equally spaced white five-pointed stars that are all outlined by a light shade of orange to help distinguish them against the blue background. In the very center of the section is a simplified, red, human figure dressed in a long robe and wielding a curved object

The weekend approached fast, and the fall air in San Diego County was becoming crisper in the mornings. By this time, depending on the elevation in San Diego County, there was frost upon the leaves of grass that were still green as ever. Daytime temperatures were still reaching seventy to seventy-five degrees on average. It was Friday of that weekend, and Clarissa had told Johnny that she would meet him, all dolled up, at the cocktail lounge of the ‘Lyndham Hotel,’ which was just above the Oceanside

mentioned the marks or bruises. He always greeted her with a smile. His words were always supportive. He was the one that told her that she could accomplish anything she wanted to if she was willing to work for it. Penny started to worry about her dress. It was the only one she had and she knew it was old and looked well worn. Timmy was working on dishes and Penny was not getting

her tasks early, she sometimes would look at Mrs. Peebles’ clothes and even tried on a dress and put makeup on. She headed to the kitchen to drink ginger ale and gets startled by a man, named Chris Watters, standing outside the door. He mentions he 's the pilot of the plane and asks if he can obtain some water from the pump. He complimented and thanked her and left to the pump. After she rushed to take off the dress and wash her face before Mrs. Peebles arrived to the house. Mrs. Peebles commenced to

My cultural identity, as I know is Mexican American because both my parents are born in Mexico and I was born here. I can also be defined as a Chicana because that is another way used to call a Mexican American. My culture can be seen in so many different ways like for example it can be seen in food, music, religion, dance, art, festivals, and even more. Most of these traditions have changed a little bit over time as they were brought to the U.S. What I mean by that is that some of those traditions

Mandi sat in the cubicle next to mine for over two years. She had short, black hair and was always smiling. Not the most efficient worker, she sometimes got confused on projects. She did, however, keep the office atmosphere interesting. My coworker had her own fashion sense and it carried over into her professional life. At business lunches, I could sometimes hear my other colleagues making bets on how ridiculous her next ensemble would be. Fashion-wise, it was safe to say that poor Mandi was inept

imagery can be read into these lines. Knowing the definite ending of the story, the grandmother?s elaborate dress symbolizes a preparation for her coffin. When a person dies, they usually are dressed in their best outfit, just like the grandmother was dressed in what seemed to be her Sunday best. A stronger foreshadowing is when O?Connor states the reason for the grandmother?s immaculate dress, "in case of an accident, anyone seeing her dead on the highway would know at once that she was a lady." She