Don't save bold lashes and red lips for nighttime - do it in the day!
Silence is golden...but in times of tyranny it is blood red
There are lots of people who are red-carpet types, but that's not me.
Impossible doesn't concern me. My job is to dream.
Under a red desert sky all thought seems superfluous.
I want to be different. If everyone is wearing black, I want to be wearing red.
Elizabeth's back at the red cross, and I'm walking the dog.
I'm sort of like a lame, single guy in a red sports car.
I really hate the duties of being a celebrity, like getting dressed up for the red carpet.
I've slowly gone back, later on in life, to fish and then chicken and then, last year, red meat.
I ain't a Communist necessarily, but I been in the red all my life.
I've only had one platinum album, and it's 'Red River Blue'.
The red carpet is really the only thing that makes me nervous.
To this day, I love eating steak tacos before going to the red carpets.
Philip: You got red on you.
[repeated line] Various: You've got red on you.
Red: Same old shit, different day
I would borrow my mom's red Borghese lipstick and smear it on like a clown!
Of the nine red cards this season we probably deserved half of them.
He rose and turned toward the lights of town. The tidepools bright as smelterpots among the dark rocks where the phosphorescent seacrabs clambered back. Passing through the salt grass he looked back. The horse had not moved. A ship's light winked in ...
She blinked. "Hmm? Oh, don't care. What did Anubis look like to you?" "What did... he looked like a guy. So?" "A good-looking guy, or a slobbering dog-headed guy?" "I guess... Not the dog-headed guy." "I knew it!" Sadie pointed at me as if she'd won ...
