His mother had put on that golden gown, and now she was gone.
Every day, she drove him to school, dressed in her golden gown.
She wore a golden gown he had not seen before.
A new golden gown exactly like the one she had purchased was revolving slowly in the showcase.
She looked ethereal in a golden gown that clung to her body like a second skin.
She wore a golden gown and diamonds in her hair.
Someone has to go in, I said, to change her golden gown.
Stan liked the golden gown because it reminded him of that first meeting with the girl who had so willingly become his wife.
Eight pairs of eyes fixed upon the girl in the golden gown.
But she could not do it in the golden gown.
