"drawers" is correct and usable in written English.
You can use it as a noun to refer to a piece of furniture, usually a chest of drawers, or as a verb to mean remove (clothing) from the body and put into drawers. Examples: I store my T-shirts in the bottom drawer of my dresser. He quickly drewers before getting into bed.
While a modicum of reassurance is provided by the fact that retailers have signed up to the pledge and to cottoncampaign.org – boycott if not – inevitably Uzbek cotton finds its way into the nation's knicker drawers and linen cupboards.
One small chest of drawers was totally empty once I cleared out the rubbish, so I donated it and put the stylish boxes that had been clogging up the corridor in its place.
But we also need to break down the social barriers, often most obvious at work, which limit some families' aspiration by convincing them that they are destined never to be more than hewers of wood and drawers of water.
But auditing my wardrobe – well, rifling through my drawers – was a shock.
As I gazed upon the 38 shirts spilling out of drawers and hanging all around my room, the words of a brilliant letter to the Guardian rang in my ears.
I was surprised to be told the "before" picture doesn't look that messy, but it's only because I'd shoved 80% of my crap into groaning cupboards and drawers.
I come from a superstitious lot, with a grandmother and mother who not only did the standards – knocking wood, throwing salt, gathering four-leaf clovers, U-turning if a black cat crossed their paths – but also practiced a more homespun lunacy that included wrapping red ribbons around our wrists, stowing sugar in drawers, and assorted bizarre rituals to counter The Evil Eye.
"I'm not pulling her drawers daaaaahn," she warned, as Sonia readied herself to catch the premature goods.
"They came to my home and they removed stuff from my drawers, and they put me in a car and they took me to the police station and they interrogated me, put me in a cell for seven hours and as they removed me from my cell, they made it clear to me that I'm not to talk about this and that I'm lying and not to tell lies, and I felt they were giving me a warning.
The moment he opened it, he was hurled back 12ft and smashed against a chest of drawers.
It is, of course, a love tinged with enormous relief that I don't actually know him – that he has not, say, rifled through my drawers to make my best underwear into hats for his mad plays.
