Quotes About Casual

I don't like anything too perfect, or anyone who looks like they have just stepped out of a salon; that's not for me.

Opinion of ghosts, ignorance of second causes, devotion to what men fear, and talking of things casual for prognostics, consisteth the natural seeds of religion

I'm a chill guy, a very normal guy.

Like any normal person, sometimes I like to dress up and sometimes I don't.

I'm just chilled out, you'll always catch me in a mad tracksuit. Normally a black tracksuit, I'm not really an out there person.

Normally, I never dress up.

I'm normally a burger and chips girl - such a cheap date.

I'm a third-generation American, so I like that American-looking, Northwestern style with a flannel or jean shirt.

I'm a very basic dresser. I'm not interested in calling too much attention to myself. I like to look cool without being too noticeable.

It drives people nuts that I take them to McDonald's all the time.

For casual wear, I'm obsessed with Onassis in Soho. Hip-preppy and well priced.

When I'm at home doing nothing, obviously I don't really dress up.

I was always taught how to dress for the occasion.

Fast casual is a wonderful way to eat. The casualisation of fine dining has allowed everyone to feel comfortable, but at the same time you do sacrifice a sense of occasion.

The Parisian way to be chic is to look super sharp for everyday things and then do effortless casual for night occasions.

Yet the heart of each burned from the other. They burned with each other, inwardly. This they would never admit. They intended to keep their relationship a casual free-and-easy friendship, they were not going to be so unmanly and unnatural as to allow any heart-burning between them. They had not the faintest belief in deep relationship between men and men, and their disbelief prevented any development of their powerful but suppressed friendliness.

You know, in a way, 'Dear Santa Claus' is rather stuffy... Perhaps something a little more intimate would be better... Something just a shade more friendly..." "How about 'Dear Fatty'?

casual encounters (such as, say, the kind that might happen around a volleyball court on a Friday night) are just as important to belonging and trust as contact with family and close friends.

At the hairdresser's a girl leaps out of a chair, Her blond hair bouncing off her bare shoulders As she runs out the door in her high heels. "I must be off," says the handsome boy to his grandmother. His bicycle is where he left it. He rides it casually through the heavy traffic His white shirttails fluttering behind him Long after everyone else has come to a sudden stop.

I can remember my first one-night stand like it was yesterday. Well, maybe not the first. Or the second... or the fifth. I'll just begin with what I can remember and not concern myself with order.

You have casual Fridays. Those of us who work at home have shaveless Mondays… deodorantless Tuesdays… sockless Wednesdays… and of course, topless Thursdays.

he could do everything, but he did it in a brilliant offhand way, he was irresponsibility itself, nothing was durable.

There's no denying that the way horror has been packaged in the past has done it no favours. Lurid black covers adorned with skulls, corpses crawling with insects and scantily clad maidens being chewed into by vampires -- all good clean fun, but it doesn't do much to give the genre an air of respectability or seriousness to the casual browser.

I'm not really into gourmet food I'm the kind of guy who just stops by a place that looks good rather than heading for the restaurant of the moment.