Quotes About Appearance

Funny enough, if you are looking at people these days who are putting Botox in their face and getting all sorts of plastic surgery, we look at them and go, I can tell you've had Botox. I can tell you've had plastic surgery. You look really strange to me. But no one's saying anything. We're just accepting the fact that they're strange-looking.

But the burden of appearing to be fine, so as to keep others from worrying about her, was almost worse than simply allowing herself to feel bad would have been.

I eyed her and shrugged my shoulders, wondering how on earth she thought this meal was good, but her wafer-thin body gave her away; not once in her life had she eaten good-tasting food.

Also, Emmanuel had a mop of snowy hair and a pure, remote look. These features helped him a lot in his work. Whatever you say it is bound to sound fuller and wiser if it is said beneath a layer of white hair. And with a pure look in a world running so much to dirt and antics whose trade mark is a blush, you can often make a whole career without ever bothering to open your mouth except to eat.

Gerard Bellotti was not a prepossessing sight, nor did he have the appearance of a natural roller-skater: he was grotesquely corpulent.

The uglier a man's legs are, the better he plays golf. It's almost a law.

I thought of the object lesson which I thought he had given me, but in fact it was a lesson of another kind and one which I have never forgotten; that there are countless people like Paul who are not what they seem.

Harold (about max): he looks kinda like a football couch Chester (sarcastically): Yay team rah rah. if he says anything athletic i'll scream max: want to jog? (chester screams).

No one would think he'd make such a beautiful corpse.

She said he just looked as if he was asleep, he looked that peaceful and resigned. No one would think he'd make such a beautiful corpse.

His head was large, globular and oily; it sweated in all weathers; and his large round hat, set upon it sideways, looked like a bulb which had grown out of another.

I suppose she was pious because no man would look at her twice

Cure for a red nose. Drink like the devil till it turns adelite. A lot of money he spent colourig it.

They seemed to have the coloration and texture of the rubber in a pencil eraser. They

the crowd, bathed in light, his posture and trim

the red-haired aesthete politician flashed a welcoming smile and extended a hand in greeting.

By nine, Mildred was powdered, puffed, perfumed, and patted to that state of semi-transparency that a woman seems to achieve when she is really dressed to go out.

I think he was a gangster." "Why you say that?" Miss Izi asked. "He had a lot of pockmarks on his face." "That's nothing," Miss Izi said. "That could be from learning to use a fork.

Instead, she threw her head back and laughed, displaying a mouth full of gums and one sole yellow tooth, which stood out like a clump of butter on a plate.

He was apparently a small man, according to Mr. Higgins, "with girly features, curly hair . . . and the heart of a rascal.

He had gotten a new set of clothes someplace, but they were only worse new versions of the same thing he wore before: black trousers, black vest, frock coat, stiff collar, withered, crumpled, and chewed at the edges. His boots was worse than ever, crumpled like pieces of text paper, curled at the toes. In other words, he looked normal, like his clothes was dying of thirst, and he himself was about to keel over out of plain ugliness.

The only thing that's fair about me is the colour of my hair. People should remember that.

The eggshell of appearance split.

She got that response often enough – the unearned appreciation of men who admired her appearance. She didn't find it flattering, but it was sometimes useful.