This morning I was writing at my favorite coffee shop when a cute Latin woman with big, bright eyes and rosy cheeks sat down at the table across from me.

Cosette, so pretty and rosy on her arrival in that house, was now thin and pale.

She was admirably rosy and healthy.

He was all rosy and blond.

Mars was not always red, according to a new theory for how the planet took on its characteristic ruddy hue.