Quotes About Femininity

The cup-sized breasts of that twenty-four year old impatient beauty seemed a dozen years younger than she, with those pale squinty nipples and firm form.

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she had painted her lips and was holding in her hollowed hands a beautiful, banal, Eden-red apple.

I simply love that tinge of Botticellian pink, that raw rose about the lips, those wet, matted eyelashes…

She was all rose and honey.

Her painted eyelids were closed. A tear of no particular meaning gemmed the hard top of her cheek. Nobody could tell what went on in that little head. Waves of desire rippled there. — Vladimir Nabokov, The Original of Laura (Alfred A. Knopf, 2008)

She wore poetry.

Aylin had gotten under his skin, and for all his experience fighting enemies, he had no defense against a female whose strength humbled him, whose voice soothed him, and whose touch drove him wild.

Why couldn't I be more like other girls my age? Take Mrs. Brown's niece. She spent every waking hour sizing up this beau or that, stitching tea towels and petticoats and putting aside a little each month for a set of Spode Buttercup dishes.

There's more than one thing I can't do and there are a lot more things than that that you can't do or you wouldn't be in the newspaper business. You'd be a jockey and a scholar and a connoisseur of femininity like I am

Viola started for the door, but turned in the doorway to look at her one more time. "By the way, Daphne, beauty does not mean a thing, you know." Daphne watched as her new friend vanished through the doorway, and she smiled a bit ruefully. "Beautiful women always say that," she murmured to the empty doorway.

My family is from the South, and I can remember all those ladies I grew up with, like my great-aunts, who had handkerchiefs. There's something sweet about them.

She has no use for women, which is why she has to make sure to befriend them.

She had it cut like that when they moved here years ago. It's too short and severe, a horrible look, in my opinion, not feminine at all. But even so, I have to say, she's a very pretty girl. Prettier than her mother.

Woman's desire is subjugated to her image (...) as bearer, not maker, of meaning.

I'm a lady and these are my lady bites." "Mouth closed, please. No one needs to witness your mastication process," said Tess's father

We have a secret in our culture, and it's not that birth is painful. It's that women are strong.

I like a woman with meat on her bones." She laughed. "My hips express their deepest appreciation, Major Winslow.

A woman's spirit blossoms in the colors of her soul.

You're ballsy, Nats. Jeez." "Pfft. Why do men say that? Balls? If you kick them or bump them or they get cold or too warm, you guys go down for the count. I say I have vagina. Way tougher than balls. Though it does hurt to get kicked there.

Except I do care about being pretty. Der. I don't think there's a single person in the world who doesn't care about being pretty. Any female, at any rate.

Female humans are the only primates with permanently enlarged buttocks. Enlarged female breasts evolved as a copy of the female posterior.

Each model I have represents a type of ideal women to me.

I have always believed that fashion was not made only to make women more beautiful, but also to reassure them, give them confidence.