“DRESSING” на російській мові

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прикметник
перевязочный
dressing
іменник
перевязочный материал
dressing bandage
соус
sauce dressing gravy dip relish
украшение
decoration ornament adornment dressing ornamentation embellishment
одевание
dressing toilet toilette
выделка
dressing manufacture quality manufacturing fabric make
обогащение
enrichment dressing preparation benefication separation cleaning
перевязка
dressing bandaging ligature bond
отделка
finishing finish trim furnish trimming dressing
приправа
seasoning condiment flavoring dressing relish sauce
убранство
decoration finery paraphernalia dressing
выговор
rebuke reprimand pronunciation scolding reproof dressing
удобрение
fertilizer manure manuring soil enrichment dressing
очистка
cleaning purification clearing clearance refining dressing
гарнир
garnish side dish trimmings relish dressing garniture
аппретирование
dressing
равнение
alignment dressing aligning
шлихтование
dressing
аппретура
dressing finishing finish
порка
flogging smacking thrashing beating lashing dressing
шлифовка
grinding polish abrasion dressing rubdown

синоніми

іменник

sauce condiment dip

дієслово

put on clothes clothe oneself get dressed

приклади

You don’t think I really…”Somebody Ron had never met came out of the bathroom, a man about thirty, dressing twenty and shouldn’t try, but a nice haircut.

Why are you dressing like her?

She liked dressing as one.

Lin Feyn was dressing as the Arbiter again.

I remember how I used to rely on my instant judgements, back when I was trying to learn this stuff as an occupation, and I would have said with no hesitation that this man was a petty criminal, dressing in the hope of getting better at it.

Filden kept his gaze fixed over Vand’s head, as if he were permanently waiting for a dressing down from a superior officer.

”She surveyed him, surprised that he knew her well enough to guess that the thought of speaking to everyone again, of dressing in suitable clothes, was draining—miserable.

Elain is pleasant to look at, her mother had once mused while Nesta sat beside her dressing table, a servant silently brushing her mother’s gold-brown hair, but she has no ambition.

This is how I’m dressing on this trip, so get over it.

Nesta had begun to resent the sight of a ribbon anywhere—tying back Roslin’s red hair, folded in the accessory drawer of her dressing table, even bound for place-keeping into the latest romance Emerie had loaned her.