saddle-oxforded

Looking down at her scuffed, saddle-oxforded foot, her socks white and turned down neatly as always, I suddenly slipped into an old reverie of seeing us in a villa on the Riviera.

1973, John Bowers, No More Reunions, New York, N.Y.: E. P. Dutton & Co., Inc., →ISBN, page 135

Or like some 1950s Hollywood depiction of a gang of teen-age hoods (duck-ass hairdos, turned-up collars, short sleeves rolled high, Levi’s low-slung and jackboots and acne) gearing up to savage and pillage the clean-cut, crew-top, saddle-oxforded basketball star for Central High who slipped and squealed to the principal about how he had come upon Arnie, Rance and B.J. in the lower-level men’s room smoking strange cigarettes and sniffing “that stuff.”

1978, William Hedgepeth, “Interlude: A Day in the Life…”, in The Hog Book, Athens, Ga.; London: Brown Thrasher Books, the University of Georgia Press, published 2008, →ISBN, page 121

I was also witty as a child, and this intimidated most who lusted after my 150-pound chartreuse-sweatered, corduroy-skirted, saddle-oxforded body.

2008, Coleen Grissom, A Novel Approach to Life, Trinity University Press, →ISBN, page 50