One Saturday a little procession had started from Vere Street, consisting of Sally, in a state of giggling excitement, her fringe magnificent after a whole week of curling-papers, clad in a perfectly new velveteen dress of the colour known as electric blue; and Harry, rather nervous and ill at ease in the unaccustomed restraint of a collar; these two walked arm-in-arm, and were followed by Sally's mother and uncle, also arm-in-arm, and the procession was brought up by Harry's brother and a friend.
"Liza of Lambeth"
W. Somerset Maugham
She was arrayed in purple and fine linen-a very smart red dress, trimmed with velveteen, and a tremendous hat covered with feathers.
"Liza of Lambeth"
W. Somerset Maugham
Dressed in plum-colored velveteen, with short, gray hair, and a face that seemed permanently flushed with philanthropic enthusiasm, she was always in a hurry, and always in some disorder.
"Night and Day"
Virginia Woolf