Her clothing clung to her in muddy rags.
Her soaked clothing clung to her body.
His clothing clung, drenched, to his frame, chafing his skin with each movement.
His tattered clothing, his hair, and his beard all clung to him in wet knots.
She stood up to face him and her clothing clung to her in sleepy folds.
Her clothing clung to her like paint: The sight of her froze him like a rabbit in torchlight.
The bodies were considerably decayed, semi-skeletons from which the clothing still clung.
Their simple clothing, also drenched in sweat, clung to their supple forms.
He could see the sweat there on her forehead, the way that the Queen's clothing now "clung" to her, well "outlining" her figure.
My clothing clung tightly to me.