"poison green" is a grammatically correct and commonly used phrase in written English.
You can use "poison green" as an adjective to describe something with a color that resembles or evokes the idea of poison, typically a bright and vibrant shade of green. For example: - The walls of the abandoned house were covered in a sickly poison green paint. - She painted her nails with a striking poison green polish. - The artist's latest collection featured a lot of bold, poison green patterns. - The strange plant in the garden had leaves of a deep, almost luminous poison green color.
There's actually a color called Poison Green now.
"These took months to do," he said, of a slew of canvases he'd painted a bright color that he called "poison green".
Ms. Albemarle came up with a sirenlike gown from the Gucci fall collection, one with a plunging V neckline in a shade of poison green.
But in London, a complete unknown can put on a show in a car park and pronounce poison green the new black and - you never know - it might just catch on.
Giles creates dresses that have both drama and sex appeal: puffball capes in poison green velvet worn with fiercely high heels were kind of Alexis Colby meets Snow White's stepmother.
While the show remained recognisably De la Renta, Galliano's handwriting was clearly visible in many elements: from the confident eccentricity and sinuous movement of the jewel-coloured stretch flannel skirt-suits topped with theatrical lampshade-cloche hats, to the liquid slink of a bias-cut velvet gown in poison green.
Discussion: The need for understanding and improving pesticide environment interactions began with production of the first major insecticide approximately 150 years ago: The arsenical poison Paris Green was green in color but definitely not ecofriendly.
"Smells like rich people," murmured Ms. Janowitz, dabbing some on, taking care not to soil her poison-green gown or her walnut-size cocktail rings.
Barbara Bryne as Meg -- hair in poison-green rollers, mouth agape in befuddlement -- is at once amusing and heartrending, a kind of Edith Bunker of the East End.
Atmosphere: Delettrez kitted out her tiny, poison-green jewel box with furniture from a late 19th-century pharmacy, and found the main counter, a mirrored Gio Ponti dressing table, in an antique shop on Via dei Coronari.
The highlight: Taking the stage in a poison-green lamé trouser suit with a hat shaped like a pair of cherries, Diamandis declares that she's "as hungover as fuck".
