rhinestone-spangled

Updated: May 6, 2025

When she drove a pair sat on the boot. Her voice was strong, not sweet, spoiled by years of singing against dishes and bottles in smoky music halls; spoiled by cigarettes and absinthe and foreign cocktails that resembled their American prototypes as the night resembles the day. She wore the gold dress, decolletee, slashed to the knee over rhinestone-spangled stockings.

Mary Roberts Rinehart - The Street of Seven Stars