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woman-fashion (not comparable)

  1. In the manner in which a woman is thought or expected to act.
    • 1875, May Agnes Fleming, Norine’s Revenge in Norine’s Revenge and Sir Noel’s Heir, New York: Carleton, 1886, Chapter 6, p. 74,[1]
      Mr. Gilbert took her out for a walk after breakfast, and Uncle Reuben availed himself of the opportunity to inform his sister and brother. They were no more surprised than he had been, and equally pleased, but Aunt Hetty cried quietly, woman-fashion, for all that.
    • 1902, Frank Norris, A Man’s Woman, New York: Doubleday, Page & Co., Chapter 9, p. 232,[2]
      Lloyd turned to her mail, and one after another slit the envelopes, woman fashion, with a shell hair-pin.
    • 1953, Algis Budrys, “Dream of Victory” in Amazing Stories, Volume 27, No. 6, August-September 1953, p. 43,[3]
      Lisa clenched her fists, knuckles forward, woman-fashion.
    • 1982, Lawrence Durrell, Constance, New York: Viking, Chapter Nine, p. 289,[4]
      Yet in spite of this profound intimacy, this flirtation of private minds, she was still hungry to get nearer to him, to devour him woman-fashion.
  2. Sidesaddle, riding (a horse, etc.) with both legs on the same side of the animal.
    • 1890, Amanda M. Douglas, A Little Girl in Old Philadelphia, New York: A.L. Burt, Chapter 15, p. 217,[5]
      Since it is quite muddy put my linen safeguard petticoat on him, Patty, the better to conceal his long legs, for it will be somewhat awkward riding woman-fashion, but my saddle is broad.
    • 1913, Andrew Lang and John Lang, Highways and Byways in the Border, London: Macmillan, Chapter 17, p. 399,[6]
      On looking out, the woman continued, she saw, in the grey of the morning, more gentlemen than she had ever before seen in one place, all on horseback, in armour, and dripping wet—and that Kinmont Willie, who sat woman fashion behind one of them, was the biggest carle she ever saw—and there was much merriment in the company.
    • 2013, Julian Barnes, Levels of Life, Random House Canada, “On the Level,”[7]
      He imagined her tiny, lithe figure at his side, on a horse she would mount not woman-fashion but astride []