Are we changing the idea of what beauty is? Let's hope so. I'm not the typical Hollywood beauty. Let's hope we're looking at the insides of people a little more.
I appreciate simplicity true beauty that lasts over time and a little wit and eclecticism that make life more fun.
One of my favorite beauty products is Vincent Longo Water Canvas creamy blush. I have it in every color and I've been using it for 5 years and that's all I put on when I leave the house. It looks so natural I just put a little bit on my cheeks to give them some color.
Such discussions help us very little to enjoy what has been well done in art or poetry to discriminate between what is more and what is less excellent in them or to use words like beauty excellence art poetry with a more precise meaning than they would otherwise have.
You don't know what the Chinese expect in the way of beauty. The presentation is just a farce. You come into a room filled with 50 people and they don't talk to you. There's very little interaction.
A few years ago I lost 30 pounds and people still wanted to criticize. And honestly I'm happy with myself if I'm a little heavier. I realized: 'Why am I trying to conform to someone else's idea of beauty?' I think I'm beautiful either way.
Wigs have always been a part of my life and have become a staple accessory in my closet. I can remember being a little girl and hearing all the commotion in my house from my mom aunts and grandmother when picking out their wigs for the day. It was such a good time for them and part of their everyday beauty routine.
Wealth beauty and fame are transient. When those are gone little is left except the need to be useful.
Ads featuring real women and real beauty are such a necessary component to offset the potentially dangerous programming out there for little girls.
There is little premium in poetry in a world that thinks of Pound and Whitman as a weight and a sampler not an Ezra a Walt a thing of beauty a joy forever.
Beauty ought to look a little surprised: it is the emotion that best suits her face. The beauty who does not look surprised who accepts her position as her due - she reminds us too much of a prima donna.
I am little concerned with beauty or perfection. I don't care for the great centuries. All I care about is life struggle intensity.
What a man does for pay is of little significance. What he is as a sensitive instrument responsive to the world's beauty is everything!
Everyone has their own insecurities regardless of how you look or how people perceive you but sometimes people give their insecurities too much power. Defining beauty is simply a matter of opinion. For me real beauty has very little to do with the structure of someone's face or body.
I think permitting the game to become too physical takes away a little bit of the beauty.
Alas! how little does the memory of these human inhabitants enhance the beauty of the landscape!
Real beauty knocks you a little bit off kilter.
Every year of my life I grow more convinced that it is wisest and best to fix our attention on the beautiful and the good and dwell as little as possible on the evil and the false.
I just think that people take me a little more seriously as a brunette. I don't know if that's just because of a societal preconceived notion that all blondes are stupid but it's a different kind of attitude.
What I wish I had is that I wish I was a little more Greek in that I wish I could lose my North American driven attitude and that I could be a little bit more poetic and laissez faire.
It really was hand-to-mouth and you can say 'Poor little me how dreadful what a deprived childhood' but I didn't feel that way at all. It's all about the attitude at home.
Even as a little child I've always had that comedian kind of attitude.
My attitude to writing is like when you do wallpapering you remember where all the little bits are that don't meet. And then your friends say: It's terrific!
Yes we're still five little people with a noisy attitude.