Milkmaidy

Fullness of skirt aids in giving a better effect than narrowness, but even with ful­ness in excess, there is still a certain unfinished, milkmaidy look, wanting both in elegance and aplomb.

We are going to have an open-air vaudeville and show off all those talents which make us such a loss to the professional stage, and the dance in the coach house, which boasts a polished floor, if you ever heard of such a luxury, will be on the nickel-a-dance order and as milkmaidy and country-wenchy as we can possibly achieve.

So one by one the shops came into being, each exactly like all the others: bow windows divided up in old-fashioned style into many little panes; no Neon lights—“My God! No!” Maurice Bannerman shouted, nearly apoplectic, when some one suggested it—waitresses looking rather milkmaidy; and, above all, quiet.

[…] the curtains had still not arrived, were still not hanging at our rustic casements. And yet I could envisage them so clearly, the red and white of the neat check, so rustic and milkmaidy—though, admittedly, Jacques saw them more as striped, white and green, a disparity that gave rise to many a sunny discussion, just like the ones newlyweds have, discussions immediately complicated by the views of the children, all of whom were hoping for sprigs of flowers; […]

Prettily floral, milkmaidy fabrics and papers for the home.

Terri was so lovely in a kind of fresh and clean, milkmaidy way.

She looked adorable, Noel thought, though slightly chilly, in a two-piece run up for her by one of the nursery mothers from some thin, pink pre-war woollen stuff Margaret had managed to find. / ‘Too milkmaidy.’ Grace wasn’t keen on the colour but Noel thought she looked sweet in pink.

And how are you going to dress? In that wicked little black silk camisole that shows a tantalizing hint of cleavage? Or sweetly milkmaidy in that flowery dress that’s about as sexy as Enid Blyton?