Don't try to dress like me or wear your hair like mine. Find your own style.
If they don't give you a seat at the table, bring a folding chair.
Hair is a beautiful form of self-expression.
I am inspired by anything beautiful. Sometime it's a pair of eyes or flowing gorgeous hair, other times it's the sky or a sunset. I've been inspired by supple skin or the texture of a soft shirt.
I need to see my own beauty and to continue to be reminded that I am enough, that I am worthy of love without effort, that I am beautiful, that the texture of my hair and that the shape of my curves, the size of my lips, the color of my skin, and the feelings that I have are all worthy and okay.
I love fashion, and I love changing my style, my hair, my makeup, and everything I've done in the past has made me what I am now. Not everyone is going to like what I do, but I look back at everything, and it makes me smile.
We're all just passing time and occupy our chair very briefly.
A true friend encourages us, comforts us, supports us like a big easy chair, offering us a safe refuge from the world.
My fashion philosophy is, if you're not covered in dog hair, your life is empty.
Man is descended from a hairy, tailed quadruped, probably arboreal in its habits.
And yonder sits a maiden, The fairest of the fair, With gold in her garment glittering, And she combs her golden hair.
Leaning forward in your chair when someone is trying to squeeze behind you isn't enough. You also have to move the chair.
WE ARE the PULSE of the TIMES!
...strands of your hair and tendrils of the wind spin into nothingness the memories of that day...
...every time I look at you autumn leaves come in between - does it matter they're the color of your hair - or they still fall in my memory?...
Love is like a blanket: it will keep you warm, but it might also suffocate you. Also, it's probably covered with cat hair--love, I mean.
Simon's band never actually produced any music. Mostly they sat around in Simon's living room, fighting about potential names and band logos. She sometimes wondered if any of them could actually play an instrument. 'What's on the table?' 'We're choosing between Sea Vegetable Conspiracy and Rock Solid Panda.' Clary shook her head. 'Those are both terrible.' 'Eric suggested Lawn Chair Crisis.' 'Maybe Eric should stick to gaming.' 'But then we'd have to find a new drummer.' 'Oh, is what Eric does?...
Long hair will make thee look dreafully to thine enemies, and manly to thyfriends: it is, in peace, an ornament; in war, a strong helmet; it...deadens the leaden thump of a bullet: in winter, it is a warm nightcap; in summer,a cooling fan of feathers.
Although initially only few in numbers, it seems my gray hairs have launched an effective peer-pressure campaign intended to convert the others.
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