Blowy

1789, John O’Keeffe, Modern Antiques; or, The Merry Mourners, Act II, Scene 3, in The Dramatic Works of John O’Keeffe, London, 1798, Volume I, p. 351, All my doors open! this blowy night! reminds me of the Lisbon earthquake; but my storm-cap has protected me.

2014, Guy Nowell, “RMSIR 2014 — Penang to Langkawi. An espresso race,” sail-world.com, 21 November, 2014, Equally almost traditional is that this is the blowiest leg of the regatta.

[…] one blowy July afternoon, as they were going up for a potato-roast, they saw somebody moving among the trees.

… This ship is nice, with our heels hitting the deck together. This is the blowy corner and each time we turn it I slant forward against the wind and pull my coat together without losing step with Dick.

Why can’t you stay in when the weather is muddy and blowy?

Someone tell me one thing that's good about sand. It gets so hot sometimes you can't even walk on it, it gets into your eyes when it's blowy, it gets stuck to the hairs on my back, it gets up your nose, in your ears and of course, worst of all, it gets up your clacker.

[…] I remember now. You had the sun behind you, filtering through your amazing blowy hair, red hair […]

A panoramic view of all the lives ruined by the financial markets, from the midlevel banker just trying to meet her monthly quota to the overly loyal gangster who doesn’t realize that loud, blowy Hawaiian shirts are the opposite of subtle.