Black Silk Gown

Some articles on silk, black, black silk, black silk gown:

Ballooning (spider)
... Many small spiders use gossamer or especially fine silk to lift themselves off a surface or use the silk as an anchor in mid air ... The very fine silk used for ballooning has been called "gossamer" since 1325 and was not originally known to be produced by spiders by extension, the same word is ... Biologists also apply the term "balloon silk" to the threads that mechanically lift and drag systems ...
Judicial Clothing - Commonwealth Countries - Australia
... In the High Court of Australia, justices wear plain black robes with zippered fronts over normal attire ... The robes also include a vertical band of black silk made up or of seven equal parts, also symbolizing Australia’s federal system and equality before the ... Judges and judicial registrars of the Family Court of Australia wear a black silk gown, a bar jacket with either bands or a jabot and a bench wig ...
John Ryle (manufacturer)
... is universally regarded as the "Father of the United States Silk Industry." A native of Bollington, Macclesfield, Cheshire, England, John Ryle started working in the silk mills of his native ...
Bedford Cord
... Aertex Airdura Airguard Barathea Barkcloth Batiste Bedford cord Bengaline silk Beta cloth Bombazine Brilliantine Broadcloth Buckram Bunting Burlap C change Calico Cambric Canvas Chambray Capilene Cedar bark Char ...
Silk - Animal Rights
... As the process of harvesting the silk from the cocoon kills the larvae, sericulture has been criticized by animal welfare and rights activists ... Mohandas Gandhi (Mohandas Karamchand Gandhi or Mahatma Gandhi, India) was critical of silk production based on the Ahimsa philosophy "not to hurt any living thing" ... He also promoted Ahimsa silk, wild silk made from the cocoons of wild and semi-wild silk moths ...

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