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I think Charlize Theron is just as good when she is looking really pretty in a movie as when she gains 10 pounds and puts on a nose. I applaud her - good for her that she doesn't care. But she's just as good, whether she's pretty or not.
The elder Miss Larkin
Arlene was one of a kind, a true friend when I needed one, a grande dame from the old school. She was the sweetest of old ladies, and I will miss her dearly. All of those things are true, but the words I choose are far more profound.
"She smelled like cookies," I whisper through tears.
I loved playing Darla.
She was pretty in the way water is tasty: it does the job, but lacks pizzazz.
(Skye on Charlie)
Fire-breathing bitch-queen.
Charlize Theron is perfect. She holds herself with so much poise and grace. I don't know if she looks so good because she has the best body or because she has the confidence to feel comfortable in what she's wearing.
Does Chloe remind you of anyone?"
One corner of his mouth lifted. "Linda Blair in The Exorcist?"
Seth!"
He laughed. "All right, then, maybe a little bit of a stretch. Who did you have in mind?"
Me."
His eyes widened. "Good God, I'd almost have Linda Blair.
the Pierre, she pictured Charlotte's face at lunch
Charley looked like someone from a Greek play, Electra, or Cassandra. She looked like someone had just set her favorite city on fire.
Excerpt:
Here are some thoughts from Charlene the Star:
"I'll bet that's why Mama put the word "Star" in my
name. I have a feeling I'm going to be a star as a jumper.
She is dark browed, sarcastic and occasionally mean spirited. A knife amongst all this flesh, The kind of woman who starts chaos in strangers all day.
She had a pretty name but she knew she wasn't pretty.
Madeline Reynolds
Up next is Noelle.
'Hey, girl!'
'Don't you dare start calling me that. This is very nice of you to do.
Hadley Grayson is my lightning, my speed, my hearts, my candy.
I've never tried any of my own products and I'm glad I haven't.
It might have reduced my tolerance for happy.
She has the care of a mother, the love of a sister, a prostitute in bed. Who is she?
The smiling daughter of the storm.
Do you know who I am?" (Cassidy)
"Cassidy Summers, approximately thirty-years-old and a waitress who isn't sure who the father of her child really is." (Ashling)
comely Savannah Frost approaching my front door. She
Heath Slater, or the chick from Wendy's
My heroine already is, and is Hulga.
Faith sir! She looks like the Old Course.
(Who Did No Harm to No Man all the Dais of Her Life. Reader, Can You Say Lykewise?).
MEN, Charlene said. Leave that to you! Willa quipped.
It's always been you, Paige. I've waited my whole life for you. You're the air I breathe, my heart and soul. Without you, I'm in hell.
Helen, who was wild to be doing, and who had no patience for the limitation of words, or of thoughts, or even of the body, though she trusted the body most.
Stormy, who was larger than life, who taught me how to apply red lipstick "so it lasts even after a night of kisses and champagne," she said. I
Who's that little brunette?" Suzanne asked. "I hate little petite types. Gregory doesn't look right with someone petite. Little face, little hands, little dainty feet."
"Big boobs," Beth said, glancing up.
Coralie Casey was the kind of woman calories were made for; that dewy peaches-and-cream complexion, glossy cherry lips, the succulence of her body beneath that orange, silky dress. A cornucopia of curves, you could say, except it was probably better not to think about horns of plenty.
Penelope? Thank you. For not leaving me alone to deal with this . . . when things got hard. other people would have. You're a true friend.
Storm. I shall call her Storm.
MARIE ,THE MADAM-She has the looks of Liz Taylor and the brains of a Wall Street broker. " We were lovers for a hot five minutes when I first hit the TL. Marie always liked a lot of diamonds,and I've always liked alot of girls. With that combination,we're better off as friends.
Mandy (lentil eating, lesbian, long socks) in PR
She is of the race of Jeanne d'Arc, this Northern girl, in her voice, her bearing, her beliefs. That kind if not to be possessed by one man; she belongs to a cause, to the people.
Try to remember the color of her eyes, and the only thing I can come up with is sad. Her eyes are the color of sadness.
She kind of reminds one of Helen. There's something very similar about Elizabeth Perkins.
The Swendish queen - whose name I couldn't pronounce to save my life.
Vas happening Selene?
Charlotte. There's a girl on the roof. She says her name is Lena... She says she brought the helicopter you wanted? - August
curvy." I liked Lacey, but I saw Margo's
So a Sherrilyn Kenyon kinda shifter or a Charlaine Harris kinda shifter?
Charlie's soul. It was odd to have this realization in front of a bunch of strangers, her softball team, and under a scorching hot spotlight, but for Ava, Charlie would try. She would
She is an attractive, robust, fleshy, large-headed woman several years younger than Laura (it seems that every one, suddenly, is at least slightly younger than she).
There are two women inside Miss Duvall," he said stonily. "There's the one you find in that book, experienced, jaded, greedy... a perverse bitch. And then there's the one who is currently residing in my house."
"And what is she like?"
"Intelligent... sweet... gentle. Most men's fantasy.
Cassia.
Even far away, I know it's her by the way her dark hair tangles with the wind and how she stands on the red rocks of the Carving. She's more beautiful than snow.
Is this real?
She points to the sky.
With her long dark hair and green eyes, she was pretty as a doll. You know, the kind of doll that came to life at night to kill monsters.
The whorl of her stars.
In case you don't recognize me, I happen to be good friends with Princess Selene. I'm willing to guess you've heard of-"
"Apprehend her."
"I guess you have.
Her name is Portia
Laia is the wild dance of a Tribal campfire, while Helene is the cold blue of an alchemist's flame.
Pick this one, she vibrates!
Lucretia Jane Price. A sweet name for a sweet lady that smelled of roses, spoke with a sweet drawl, and was surely made of all the sweet country things a man who hadn't eaten a good meal in a long time could imagine
molasses, sweet peas, sweet corn, freshly churned butter.
Violet Lynn Parker, you'd better spill or I'll start bellowing 'Happy Birthday' to you in my Bobcat Goldthwait voice.
Letitia! What a name. Halfway between a salad and a sneeze.
The unique thing about Margaret Rutherford is that she can act with her chin alone. Among its many moods I especially cherish the chin commanding, the chin in doubt, and the chin at bay.
The Chanel woman is slender, sophisticated and chic.
The finest woman that ever walked the streets.
Diary Amy. She was meant to be likable. Meant for someone like you to like her. She's easy to like. I've never understood why that's considered a compliment - that just anyone could like you. No matter.
Try as i do, i can't recall her surname. Indeed, her very abstractedness and insubstantial personality seemed to say 'forget me'; she seemed to live in parenthesis; ...
Josie, like Gretchen, isn't afraid of blood. What woman would be?
Definitely not a Gertrude.
Her smile colud've broen glass.
Malia was a chocolate girl. Sexy, succulent chocolate that I could already imagine soothing my sweet tooth with. Charlotte wore her hair cut in a short pixie style,
HONORINE BEATRIX
mother's Diana-like
Whore or courtesan, she put on a great little show.
Shayla McKinnon, this mark proves what I already suspected. You are my mate. You are destined to walk beside me, rule with me, share my blood and, through that, my immortality.
Charlotte Rampling is someone I've wanted to work with for a very long time. I've always looked up to her as an actress and it's a reason why I feel brave to do a film like Melancholia. So, to me she's the ultimate.
Infinite Darlene doesn't have it easy. Being both star quarterback and homecoming queen has its conflicts.
When is she Sibyl Vane?" "Never.
Another girl? That's awesome Shea. What are you guys going to name her, Sheanana?
Juliette.
I can't control a nightmare, but in my waking moments her name is the only reminder I will permit myself.
A woman of keen mind but no moral scruple whatever. And an occasionally violent temper. Just how many time did you stab that merchant, Derla? I forget.
Olivia Taylor, if I have you, then I'll be smiling for the rest of my life.
friend Pepper Taylor," Vivienne pointed left,
Rita Haywood gave good face.
Carla Crumworthy, heiress to the Crumworthy panty-shield fortune. She had come to complain about the collagen injections that Rudy Graveline had administered to give her full, sensual lips, which is just what every rheumatoid seventy-one-year-old woman
JAQUES: Rosalind is your love's name?
ORLANDO: Yes, just.
JAQUES: I do not like her name.
ORLANDO: There was no thought of pleasing you when she was christened.
Junie B. Jones. The B stands for Beatrice. Except, I don't like Beatrice. I just like B and that's all.
Vibrant eyes, chocolate brown, kind. The mosaic of Bodee Lennox.
The girl who played Gwendolen stood out like a good deed in a naughty world.
MRS. REYES FARROW.
Janelle, you're my home.
Cassia Reyes, the Society is pleased to present you with your Match.
The bright bite in Mary Lee Kortes' voice [has] the high-mountain sunshine of Dolly Parton, with a sweet-iron undercoat of Chrissie Hynde.
Mrs. Crawford. As she walked into her
Lenore - For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore - Nameless
Your sister Betsey Trotwood...
She [Madame Duvall] seems desirious to repair the wrongs she has done, yet wishes the world to believe her blameless.
I like Hazelle. Respect her. The explosion that killed my father took out her husband as well, leaving her with three boys and a baby due any day.
Libby Strout." His mouth and eyes are serious. I don't think I've ever seen him so serious. "You are wanted.
She was the sort of girl called "bonny" - not beautiful, but lively and nicely made, with something about her that took the eye.
Penelope Spheeris is a wonderful lady.
Artemis the bitch goddess. You know her. She's the one who stole your soul. (Simi)
She didn't steal it. (Gallagher)
Of course she did. She steals everything. (Simi)
Her name was Tolly Mune, but in the stories they call her all sorts of things.
Little princess, lovely as the dawn, well named Aurore.
She's dark and heavy-browed and has a mouth like unswept glass - when you least expect it she cuts you.
Jessica, who loves stories,
She can't stand the sight of me, Helen. The one girl, the only girl who's ever really shook me up - and I horrify her.