My tattered dress was that in which I had crawled half alive from the tempestuous sea.

She had gone from being the future wife of a billionaire to a woman whose sole possession was a tattered dress.

Sara shed her tattered dress and waded out into the sea.

She stood up, slipped off her tattered dress and the petticoat beneath.

She reached down a filthy hand and caught him up, wrapping a fold of her tattered dress about him.

For an instant her entire body glowed, right through the tattered red dress; then she was her normal self.

When he looked around she had removed her tattered dress and was sitting on the bed, waiting for him.

They hung on him loosely, like a tattered dress.

How about that tattered Victorian dress collecting dust in the attic?

The wind was streaming her black hair and moulding the tattered dress to her body.