He smiled back through crinkles that were new to her, patting her in turn and looking off.
"Star-Dust A Story of an American Girl"
Fannie Hurst
For her hat had fallen off, and her hair was out of order, and she saw two crinkles near the buckle of her waist; and she had not so much as a looking-glass to be sure that she looked nice again.
"Springhaven A Tale of the Great War"
R. D. Blackmore
A layer of tissue paper revealed itself, with a fine tracing of sifted dust in its crinkles.
"Lucy Maud Montgomery Short Stories, 1902 to 1903"
Lucy Maud Montgomery