I wore a powder-blue suit, a pillbox hat, little white gloves.

The bride, perspiring in a red satin evening gown, greeted guests by distributing candies; the groom, in a powder-blue suit, went from table to table, raising his glass.

When we meet, Kiselev is wearing a powder-blue suit that, 11 sizes larger, might have belonged to Brezhnev; he looks like "a typical bureaucrat."

She was small and pencil-slim and wore a neat powder-blue suit with a navy blouse.

A well-groomed man with a penchant for powder-blue suits, he ran the Interior Ministry for most of 2005 and part of 2006.

She's wearing a powder-blue suit and patent leather pumps and carrying a tray of breakfast things.

I was wearing my powder-blue suit, with dark blue shirt, tie and display handkerchief, black brogues, black wool socks with dark blue clocks on them.

As I took in her powder-blue suit, French twist, and full face of makeup, a few bars of that Stephen Sondheim song about ladies who lunch came to mind.

It ended with the silver-haired Zebulon, attired in his trademark powder-blue three-piece suit, mounting a celestial stairway.