Quotes About Appearance

I led the way toward the crowd, trying to look casual, like, Fly? Me? Nah.

Please, sit down, Sharon said with another hair toss. I made a mental note to practice doing that in a mirror the next time I saw one. it seemed a useful skill, right up there with roundhouse kicks.

And there I was, pretty as heck, brown eyes, a few freckles, fashion challenged, and a bad attitude. Max II.

Fang looked at the newest bird kid. Dylan was an inch or two taller than he was, and somewhat heavier built, though he still had the long, lean look of a human-avian hybrid-you couldn't make bricks fly.

I look like prep school Barbie, Nudge complained, as she entered the kitchen. She caught sight of me in my uniform and looked mollified. Actually, you like prep school Barbie. I'm just Barbie's friend.

He may look like an idiot and talk like an idiot, but don't let that fool you. He really is an idiot.

short, dark hair and strong shoulders. He had a handsome, intelligent

The world might look glossy and safe, but that's just paint, a shimmering clear coat.

Hernandez, on the other hand, was a physical specimen—even at seventeen.

what you call a blind rabbit sitting on your face? An unsightly facial hare.

He's playing Linus. Lucy's supposed to be his sister. How's that going to look? I mean, in the comic strip, Lucy only has black hair." Her whole table titter-giggles. "I guess this is why the show is called You're a Good Man, Charlie… Brown!" Meredith

This is what I actually looked like when I got to school that first morning of sixth grade.

You've already seen what I look like, so you can probably guess which one I chose. As soon as I got to homeroom, I went straight for the back row and sat as far from the teacher's desk as possible. There was just one problem with that plan, and his name was Miller. Miller the Killer, to

Mr. Randolph Davies. Though he had to be in his mid-seventies, the paunchy and white-bearded Davies looked Celia up and down as lustily as a college boy.

I get insecure about a lot of things. In my line of work, unfortunately, your appearance is important, and I'm always like, 'Am I going to the gym enough this month? Have I been taking care of myself?' I get insecure about things from time to time.

I look 10 years younger than I am. Unfortunately, sometimes I act like I'm 10 years old.

When I was very young, my brother and I, we used to go into charity shops to buy suits. The thing about clothes is that people judge you by what you wear, unfortunately. So when we wore suits, people gave us respect - we were very young, and it made them think we were older.

Filthy does not equal unhealthy, necessarily.

I was always accepted at par value. I wore the uniform of a Pan Am pilot; therefore, I must be a Pan Am pilot.

If there is a gay uniform, the differences are in how each man coordinates the details: the brand and cut of the jeans, the design of belts and boots, the haircut, the number and size of earrings.

I was really happy with the 2,000th hit, because before the at-bat, I wanted to make sure my uniform looked good, my socks looked good. I made sure that way, if there's a highlight, I at least look my best. It was a really good at-bat. I was very happy, because the pitcher was throwing very tough pitches that at-bat.

People are saying: 'the Argentina uniform should not be stained.' Forget about it. The Argentina uniform is already pretty stained.

In 'Shivalinga,' I don't appear in uniform, but only in trendy outfits.

In my school, we wore uniforms and couldn't apply nail polish or kajal.