Your grandmother... keeps you pinned to her skirt.

A girl named Natsumi even approached Miss Smith as she was leaving the room and tugged on her skirt and asked,

Even if you have to grab her skirt, you have to make her stay.

And then this kind of twist, with this balcony and the skirt, kind of like a ballerina lifting her skirt to let you into the foyer.

He was smuggled into the jail at the age of two to hide beneath her skirt tails because she couldn't bear to be without him.

Since she's nearly blind and can't run after me, she'd take a safety pin and pin my skirt to hers.

My mother's mother left Europe in a hurry without her husband, but with her three year old daughter and diamonds sewn into the hem of her skirt.

A girl named Natsumi even approached Miss Smith as she was leaving the room and tugged on her skirt and asked, Could you please tell my mommy I did it just like she said?

The girl, my old love, the last lost time I saw her when she came to find me at a party, her drunkenly stumbling, falling, sprawling, skirt hiked, eyes veined red, swollen with tears, her shame, her dishonor.