Quotes About Appearance

I think we're all guilty of judging, and I look a certain way - I wear a lot of make-up and fake tan.

A bit of a spray tan always leaves you feeling better.

I hate being tan.

The most important beauty product for me is fake tan.

I've gone to a tanning bed.

I used to do fake tanning because I was told that I didn't look great.

I use fake tan myself with a self tanning spray.

Guys may feel spray tanning is taboo and think it's a girl thing, but you look better with it, so why wouldn't you do it?

If Donald Trump and the Wicked Witch of the West had a kid, it would be Jayne-Anne. She looks like a librarian with some money and good taste in clothes but underneath the Verace, she's Godzilla with tits.

Everything's show biz in the end

She looks like a librarian with some money and good taste in clothes, but underneath the Versace, she's Godzilla with tits.

Why don't you tell me about why you're here?" says Ray. Before I can answer, Carlos says. "Despite appearances, Stark here is dead." Ray cocks his head and looks at me. "I wouldn't have guessed," says Ray. "You wear death well.

I sit on the end of the bed, trying to look as nonlethal as an extra from Night of the Living Dead can.

What's up with your face? I mean you're an ugly bloke, but today you're top-drawer hideous.

I'll keep in touch." "Good," says Matthew. "Now get the hell out of here. People see your ugly ass hanging around, it brings down property values.

Ray comes out a few seconds later, wiping his hands on a small towel. He's in a white shirt and tan pants. In good shape. He's sandy haired and wearing Buddy Holly glasses. Ray could be a computer programmer or an ad writer. Whatever he does for a living, he doesn't look like any brujo I've ever seen. He puts out his hand as he comes in. "Hi. I'm Ray," he says. We shake. "I'm Stark." He walks back to stand by Carlos.

The furniture looks like it was stolen from the lobby of a fancy hotel trying to pass itself off as folksy.

Ostin always said that when it came to snakes the rule of thumb is "the more pretty, the more dangerous." I think he said the same thing about girls.

I've found that when someone is beautiful on the outside, but spiritually dark inside, all that outer beauty is just lipstick on a pig. ~Zeke

Les psychologues et les stylistes savent de longue date que l'apparence d'une personne modèle sa perception d'elle-même. Il est ensuite facile de modifier son comportement.

All gold does not glitter.

Never trust an ugly woman. She's got a grudge against the world,' said Grandma who was no oil painting herself.

He looks like he could be taken in a fight. Not by me, but by somebody. Not anyone in Humanities, probably.

His hands, swinging curve-fingered at his sides, looked like they were molded of brown clay by a sculptor who thought big and liked veins. His hair was brown and dry and dead, blowing around his head like a poor toupee about to fly loose. His face was a chipped chunk of concrete, with eyes of flawed onyx. His mouth was a quick stroke, bloodless. His suit coat fluttered behind him, and his arms swung easily as he walked.