#stocking

My girlfriend has crabs, I bought her fishnet stockings. ↗

— Jay London

#crabs #fishnet #girlfriend #her #i

No. Better research needed. Fire your research person. No fishnet stockings. Never. Not in this band. ↗

— Gene Simmons

#better #fire #fishnet #needed #never

In olden days a glimpse of stocking was looked on as something shocking but now, God knows, anything goes. ↗

— Cole Porter

#days #glimpse #god #goes #knows

My heart, for unknown reasons, seems to freeze in motion in my chest. I can see he senses it and he holds his pause to enjoy my suffering, prolonging my ignorance. “Viktor, what? ↗

— Gwenn Wright

#dark #family-saga #gothic #gwenn-wright #mystery

I couldn't wait until I grew up. I used to look at my mom's stockings and put them on with her high heels and mess with my hair. ↗

— Florence Griffith Joyner

#hair #heels #her #high #high heels

No sane local official who has hung up an empty stocking over the municipal fireplace, is going to shoot Santa Claus just before a hard Christmas. ↗

— Alfred E. Smith

#christmas #claus #empty #fireplace #going

How many times can a heart be shattered and still be pieced back together? How many times before the damage is irreparable? ↗

— Gwenn Wright

#death #grief #historical-fiction #loss #love

The former measured six feet and an inch in his stockings, and, without a single pound of cumbrous flesh about him, weighed a hundred and eighty. The latter was an inch shorter than his rival, and ten pounds lighter; but he was much the most active of the two. ↗

— Augustus Baldwin Longstreet

#active #eighty #feet #flesh #former

All I know is that the fear I have been battling all night is breaking down the door of my ignorance. As my feet slam down I feel not the hard, wet asphalt but the soft Persian rug that led to the staircase in my father’s home. In the glow of lightning the dancing trees are illuminated but I see my mother in the glow of candlelight, spinning, twirling, her hair fanned out behind her. It is falling over me, saturating my thoughts, and I cannot. I cannot let it in. ↗

— Gwenn Wright

#dance #gwenn-wright #midwest #mystery #saga