Quotes About Appearance

Everyone had clearly spent far too long perfecting their appearance. I used to feel intimidated by people like this; now I see them as walking insecurity beacons, slaves to the perceived judgment of others, trapped within a self- perpetuating circle of crushing status anxiety.

Beauty is in the eye of the beholder, which is a pity because this week the National Association of Beholders wrote to tell me that I've got a face like a rucksack full of dented bells.

Actually, perhaps they're just trying to remind themselves where they are. After all, sitting there with Jeremy [Kyle] and his iridescent pupils glistening before them, confronted by a studio audience so ugly they'd make John Merrick spew down the inside of his face-bag, the poor sods could be forgiven for forgetting they were on national television and starting to believe they were somewhere in the bowels of hell instead.

Since, replied Arabella, that uneasiness has neither made you thinner, nor paler, I don't think you ought to be pitied...

Most men's eyes, when you look at them critically, are not like that. They may look at you very expressively, but when you look at them, just as features, they are not very nice.

She was a beautiful girl, but the lack of any spark dampened her prettiness.

Along with the 97 percent of women who can see, I have never been a fan of redheaded men.

She was thirty-five, and she did not look a minute younger.

I'd seen better days, but I wasn't about to instigate widespread panic with my appearance, either. I made a show of washing up and pretending that I was an ordinary, civilized woman who was, perhaps, recovering from a bad date—and who had most certainly not been hiding bodies in anybody's basement.

It's been said that she was young once, but never beautiful.

I don't think I make a very convincing dude. I think I look more like a lumberjack lesbian with an eating disorder than a kick-ass drag king.

Some problems in the world seem to exist solely for women. Like not having anything to wear.

my exes who waited within bluetooth range could see me dolled up. After

You're only as old as your most recent selfie looks.

Beauty is skin deep, unless you have really bad tattoos.

Time has convinced me of one thing. Television is for appearing on, not looking at.

A corpulent man strolled in front of us, sweating and drinking soda from a straw. He was fat enough that each step cost him something.

Be careless in your dress if you must, but keep a tidy soul.

Beauty's sister is vanity, and its daughter lust.

Weekends are a bit like rainbows; they look good from a distance but disappear when you get up close to them.

He was a little high-dried man, with a dark squeezed-up face, and small restless black eyes, that kept winking and twinkling on each side of his little inquisitive nose, as if they were playing a perpetual game of bo-peep with that feature.

A misanthrope hates all mankind, but is kind to everybody, generally too kind. A philanthrope loves the whole human race, but dislikes his wife, his mother, his brother, and his friends and acquaintances. Misanthrope is the potato, — rough and repulsive outside, but good to the core. Philanthrope is a peach, — his manner all velvet and bloom, and his words sweet juice, but his heart of hearts a stone.

You look beautiful today. Is that a new Instagram filter you're wearing?

You know, who cares about seeing the girls when everybody wants to see the band. That's what's important, KISS is important. I think we look great, and the attitude is there, and I'm real happy with it.