People who dance well, dress well, are well groomed and know how to behave seem to know others who dance, dress and behave well.
I feel very strongly about dresses on every level - a dress feels like underpinning.
I'm not really one to go out in public in dresses too often. I definitely mix it up between masculine and feminine all the time, but wearing a dress goes a little bit too far.
I don't really like dressing up. Some people probably think actresses dress up everywhere they go. I'm in sweatpants half the time with my hair in a ponytail.
[describing a dress] Lisa: A steal at $1,100. Jeff: Eleven hundred? They ought to list that dress on the stock exchange.
You can't beat a Diane Von Fostenburg wrap dress; I always tend to go for the wrap dresses with a little more structure. I also love Prada shoes.
When I got into junior high school, that's when my mom let me dress how I wanted to dress. Up to that point I wore suits to school all the time.
Note on Riggan's dressing room mirror: A thing is a thing, not what is said of that thing.
They say that women dress for other women, but I don't think that's entirely true. If we want to look flossy out-and-about on a Friday night, we're dressing for the boys - and it's nice when they notice.
Do not dress in clothes made of leaves when going to put out a fire.
Those who do not study are only cattle dressed up in men's clothes.
The woman who dresses well attracts the husband from another woman's door.
In a depression, I’d imagine rich people try to dress like they’re poor, and poor people try to dress like they’re rich. As for me, I try to dress exactly like my clone would.
For Mercy has a human heart; Pity, a human face; And Love, the human form divine: And Peace the human dress. Songs of Innocence Cruelty has a human heart And jealousy a human face, Terror the human form divine, And secrecy the human dress. The human ...
There's room for the Gap, but the joy of dressing is an art.
Good fortune wears a pretty dress but its underclothes do not bear investigation.
I have an amazing 1930s dress I picked up in Toronto at Cabaret on Queen West. It's a red knee-length tea dress, and it's absolutely beautiful. It makes me happy every time I put it on.
I go to Topman at lunchtime and stare at these beautiful, beautiful people who work there and who are so well-dressed. And I think: 'Oh! I want to look like that! They're amazing, how well-dressed they are!'
I don’t think I was strong in life. Now it seems like I loved every moment, that every breath was charmed and crisp.
What are you going to fill it with?" she asks. "Holy water or something?" "Probably Dasani," Thomas replies.
The accusations make me want to be kid again. Why isn't my mommy calling them big fat liars?
