Quotes About Elegance

Her body turned from side to side—a jewelry-box ballerina, stirred by the wash.

he's made the violin cool and sexy.

guess all that sinuous grace and exotic beauty can

Bean, what's one step worse then a fashion don't?....a fashion don't even THINK about it.

Don't ever tell anyone where you bought something. If you get a complement say, "Thank you. I got it in Europe.

You cannot be both fashionable and first-rate.

There are people who, like houses, are beautiful in dilapidation.

Hearts that are delicate and kind and tongues that are neither;—these make the finest company in the world.

Hunting hawks do not belong in cages, no matter how much a man covets their grace, no matter how golden the bars. They are far more beautiful soaring free. Heartbreakingly beautiful.

Simplicity is the character of the spring of life.

My memory of my mom is a wine glass in one hand and a cigarette in the other. She was a runway fashion model, and she was quite a glamorous woman.

Todo es vana arquitectura, porque dijo un sabio un día que a los sastres se debía la mitad de la hermosura.

The groom is like a flower of gold. When he walks, blossoms at his feet unfold.

Sofas 'twas half a sin to sit upon, So costly were they; carpets, every stitch Of workmanship so rare, they make you wish You could glide o'er them like a golden fish.

There's nothing in the world like etiquette In kingly chambers, or imperial halls, As also at the race and county balls.

A pretty woman is a welcome guest.

A woman should never be seen eating or drinking, unless it be lobster salad and Champagne, the only true feminine and becoming viands.

She walks in beauty, like the night Of cloudless climes and starry skies; And all that's best of dark and bright Meet in her aspect and her eyes...

Polished brass will pass upon more people than rough gold.

She wears chunky gold neck jewelry like battle armor and carries a leather briefcase for which some crocodile or snake probably gave its life.

A dress is a weapon. It must dazzle his eye, raise his temperature . . . and empty his purse.

Venice she is like the beautiful cortigiana—the courtesan—who has"—Zeggio frowned, searching for the phrase he wanted—"dropped on the hours of trouble." "Fallen on hard times," James said. "Fallen on hard times," Zeggio repeated. He murmured the phrase to himself a few times. "I see. The same but not the same.

Like charity, I believe glamour should begin at home.

Your Grace," he said, bowing as if it was perfectly normal for him to have an ermine weasel clinging to him like a leech.