It showed off her fashionable small bosom and boyishly slim hips as she stood against the french windows.

Boyishly slim, with thick black eyebrows and a mass of glossy black hair flowing down her back that gave her a wild appearance no matter how neat her clothes were, the Yellow was much more likely to sweep into a room laughing.

Another time Doesine Alwain, boyishly slim if elegantly dressed, did the same while deep in conversation with another Yellow sister.

Her waist was slim, her hips flaring just enough to brand her a woman in ways that boyishly slim models couldn't be branded.

She was twenty-four years old, good-looking in a bland sort of way, no matter what she did with cosmetics, and boyishly slim in an age when voluptuousness was always in fashion.

Saerin walked into the room calmly, holding a lantern, and stood aside for Talene, who was followed by tiny Yukiri, with a second light, and boyishly slim Doesine, tall for a Cairhienin, who closed the door quite firmly and settled her back against it as if to keep anyone from leaving.

Pale and boyishly slim, Doesine looked as if she did not really want to be there, a pretty, sulky boy who had been dragged somewhere by his ear.

Tall, blond, boyishly slim, brimming over with barely suppressed resentments.

The two apprentices, boyishly slim Talaan and big-eyed Metarra, scurried at the very tail with harried expressions.