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I don't understand why candidates allow themselves to be strait-jacketed by debate formats that force them to perform Houdini acts to show the slightest animation or spontaneity and penalize any uncorseted expression of passion or emotion.

Men of Bronze: James Wolcott Wolcott, James, 1952- 2009

Harris has distilled these themes into a superbly uncorseted evocation of life in Victorian Scotland that never falters.

The Observations: Summary and book reviews of The Observations by Jane Harris. 2006

The result was what we think of as uncorseted flapper looks that dominate the 1920s.

Russia Challenges West … on Runway - The Lede Blog - NYTimes.com 2008

The result was what we think of as uncorseted flapper looks that dominate the 1920s.

Russia Challenges West … on Runway - The Lede Blog - NYTimes.com 2008

The woman was a good deal shorter than I, and pillowy in aspect, with large, drooping breasts and several comfortable rolls corrugating her uncorseted middle; she was in her shift, with her gown and stays hung from a nail in the wall.

A Breath of Snow and Ashes Gabaldon, Diana 2005

His glimpse is not unlike her uncorseted presence, a slight escape from being possessed.

Strange Affinities: A Partial Return to Wordsworthian Poetics After Modernism 2003

Her shyness defines an attitude; her uncorseted fleshiness indicates a simple voluptuousness; and her stray ends of hair mark a minimal rebelliousness or at least freedom to be something other than her husband's possession.

Strange Affinities: A Partial Return to Wordsworthian Poetics After Modernism 2003

Then again she comes to the curb to call the ice-man, fish-man, and stands shy, uncorseted, tucking in stray ends of hair, and I compare her to a fallen leaf.

Strange Affinities: A Partial Return to Wordsworthian Poetics After Modernism 2003

Then the talk stopped dead as Istra Nash stood agaze in the doorway — pale and intolerant, her red hair twisted high on her head, tall and slim and uncorseted in a gray tight-fitting gown.

Our Mr. Wrenn 2004

Only she smiled, a knowing little smile, a condescending smile that immediately made Eleanor aware of her untidy hair that was loosely tied with a ribbon like a child's, her very plain linen day-dress, not in vogue and not new, of her uncorseted figure, and her thick, clumsy walking shoes.

Phoenix And Ashes Lackey, Mercedes 2004