Her specialty is naïve young girls – much like myself … Once she sank her teeth into me, she didn ’ t let go.

Her academic specialty was British modern literature, with a particular interest in the Bloomsbury Group.

Her specialty, however, was the 200 m / 220 y, in which she won four of her six national titles.

Her collections are now distributed in over 50 countries through 600 wholesale accounts including specialty shops and department stores.

Her specialty is the science club, where she is looked up to by the others.

Her specialty is scat singing.

Her specialty is in knowing the exact lyrics to a vast number of songs.

Her specialty was detective fiction.

Her specialty was campaign reporting, often sharing campaign trails with her male colleagues.

Her specialty is the element of ice.

Her particular area of specialty is breast cancer, and she is a member of the Scientific Advisory Panel at the Breast Cancer Research Trust.

Her clothes, her hair, everything about her is both graceful and simple.

-- Her choice of one color means she is simply enjoying the motor act of coloring, without having reached the point of selecting suitable colors for different objects.

Her mother wrote Kate of her grief at the death of Kate's baby and at Jonathan's decision to go with the South `` And, dear Kate '', she wrote, `` poor Dr. Breckenridge's son Robert is now organizing a militia company to go South, to his good father's sorrow.

Her best time to date is about 2:30.

Her conclusion has been borne out in the experience of many practitioners: `` short-contact interviewing is neither a truncated nor a telescoped experience but is of the same essential quality as the so-called intensive case work ''.

Her pride is as much at stake as her virtue ; ;

Her fiance, who is with a publishing firm, translates many books from English into Italian.

Her day starts early, but no matter how many pressing letters there are to be written ( and during May, which is National Salvation Army Week, there are plenty ), schedules to be made or problems to be solved, Mrs. Marr's office is always open and the welcome mat is out.

Her husband, who is the son of Alton John Mason of Shreveport, La., and the late Mrs. Henry Cater Parmer, was president of Alpha Tau Omega and a member of Delta Sigma Pi at Lamar Tech, and did graduate work at Rhodes University in Grahamstown, South Africa, on a Rotary Fellowship.

Her mother is the former Miss Stella Hayward.

Her favorite cocktail dress is a Norell, a black and white organdy and silk jersey.

Her invitation from Premier Joseph Smallwood is reported to be the only one extended to a woman.

Her hair was the color of those blooms which in seed catalogues are referred to as `` black '', but since no flower is actually without color contain always a hint of grape or purple or blue -- he wanted to draw the broad patina of hair through his fingers, searching it slowly for a trace of veining which might reveal its true shade beneath the darkness.

Her whole body is made of highly advanced synthetic jelly silicon and with 60 artificial joints in her face, neck, and lower body ; she is able to demonstrate realistic facial expressions and sing while simultaneously dancing.

Her time spent at the many locations featured in her books is very apparent by the extreme detail in which she describes them.

Her Roman equivalent is the goddess.

Her daughter, born from her head as she was from Zeus's, demigod Annabeth Chase is one of the principal characters.

Her name is the Latinized form of the Greek ( Androméda ) or ( Andromédē ): " ruler of men ", from ( anēr, andrós ) " man ", and medon, " ruler ".

Her second and last novel, The Tenant of Wildfell Hall, which is considered to be one of the first sustained feminist novels, appeared in 1848.

Her feast day, December 16, is still kept in many German dioceses.

Her medism in 491 is to be explained by her commercial relations with the Persian Empire.

Her channeling evolved from the usual raps and table-tipping to somnambulatory trances, of which she remembered nothing.

Her book describes how sonata form may be interpreted as sexist or misogynistic and imperialistic, and that, " tonality itself-with its process of instilling expectations and subsequently withholding promised fulfillment until climax-is the principal musical means during the period from 1600 to 1900 for arousing and channeling desire.

Her eyes were glazed as if she didn't hear or even see him.

Her eyes had opened, she had caught a glimpse of a new faith.

Her name was L'Turu and she told me many things.

Her mother, now dead, was my good friend and when she came to tell us about her plans and to show off her ring I had a sobering wish to say something meaningful to her, something her mother would wish said.

Her house stood on a rise of ground, and before she got into her car she looked at the houses below.

Her hair was dyed, and her bloom was fading, and she must have been crowding forty, but she seemed to be one of those women who cling to the manners and graces of a pretty child of eight.

Her legs hung down long and thin as she sat on the high stool.

Her uniform was of rich, raw silk, in a shade which matched her hair, skin, housepaint, and cats, and since she was so thin as to be almost shapeless, she rather resembled a frozen fish stick.

Her first day at work she was puzzled by an entry in the doctor's notes on an emergency case.

Her students have spoken of the exacting standards of scholarship and of manners and conduct she expected and achieved from the students ; ;

Her concern for the natives of Borrioboola-Gha was so intense that she quite forgot and neglected her son Peepy!!

Her eyes became bright as she talked about her father and mother, aunts and uncles, cousins.

Her teeth chattered so that she made three attempts at speech before she became intelligible.

Her skin crawled: Lolotte had told Maude that she was in the hall and the door was open.

Her words jumbled together and she all but ran from the office and from the question in Rev's face.

Her veil was caught to a crown, and she carried gardenias and stephanotis.

Her veil was caught to a pearl headdress, and she carried stephanotis and orchids.

Her young British lawyer, James Dunlop, pleaded that she was sorely needed at her Portland home by her widowed mother, 80, her maiden aunt, also 80 and bedridden for 20 years, and her uncle, 76, who once ran a candy shop.

Her creations in fashion are from many designers because she doesn't want a complete wardrobe from any one designer any more than she wants `` all of her pictures by one painter ''.