The cops arrived at my house shortly thereafter, dusted for prints, and let it be known that I wasn't very smart for parking my car on one of the Marigny's busiest, best-lit streets.
This "fairy dust" is great dusted onto a wide variety of foods.
His face says it all: From my cold, dead, Cheeto-dusted hands.
And Cusack's character clearly has obsessive-compulsive issues (his obsessions with music and women, each encapsulated in top-five lists, for instance) that make me reflect back to the days when the neatest place in my house was the cabinet where my 300 or so cassette-tape albums - each expertly cleaned and dusted - were kept.
I thought I was kind of dusted in magic, that people would always want my work, that it would always go to the top of the bestseller lists.
My calves above them were muscled and golden and hairy, dusted with dirt and a constellation of bruises and scratches.
"Black Beauty," by Anna Sewell, remains a star-dusted memory, because my mom read it aloud to my sister and me at night for months.
We usually ended up dusted in flour and throwing dough at each other while my grandmother filled the multi-tiered cabbage-lined aluminum steamer with beautiful momos, each crescent-shaped dumpling a work of art: edges evenly crimped, ends neatly joined like arms crossing over the plump (but not overly plump) belly of a well-fed householder.
When Jeff was in middle school, my wife noticed he was getting home late from school, sometimes a little dusted up.
Beside it is the copy of Mastering the Art Julia as it is more widely known that I lifted from my mothers kitchen many years ago and that is by now so thoroughly dusted in flour that it should brown quite byootifully in a little hot butter.
