frill

… one of her husband Jeffery’s shirts (with frills to the bosom) …

Nothing moved in sky, land, or sea, except a frill of milkwhite foam along the nearer angles of the shore, shreds of which licked the contiguous stones like tongues.

My name is Sammy Carleton. Not ‘Mr.’ Carleton, but just plain Sammy. I’m a regular no-nonsense man with no fancy frills about me. I want you to call me Sammy.

A large admiral lizard leapt up on a rail, stood on hind legs with fore legs raised like hands and watched for a moment …, then loped down the cess-path with arms swinging and iridescent frill flying out like a cape …