Voldemortesque

January is when most dwellers are seriously starting to look rather Voldemortesque avec alabaster lustre.

Then, a Voldemortesque colleague steals the gene from the axolotl lab and develops a technique to splice it into to^([sic]) mouse DNA.

It's skiing's dirty little fashion secret — the Voldemortesque “he who must not be named” that lurks deep in the darkest closet of the alpine apparel world.