#skirt

I handed him a beaker and toyed with the pleats of my skirt. The folds kept rippling against my knees in a distracting way. It was one of Naomi's additions to my wardrobe. I quickly decided that I hated it. ↗

— Andrea Cremer

#funny #humor #skirt #werewolf #funny

Mini dresses that have an over skirt of tulle makes it traditional and modern at the same time. ↗

— Reem Acra

#makes #mini #modern #over #same

I used to design for my body, which was flat-chested with big hips. That's why my clothes were tight on top with full skirts. ↗

— Betsey Johnson

#body #clothes #design #full #hips

never judge a book by its cover,whats in it is a way of life. ↗

— Maceo Mays

#life

I got in trouble in Catholic school for rolling the waist of my skirt down. ↗

— Nicky Hilton

#catholic school #down #got #i #rolling

My initial plan was to spend a year in France, go to some kind of school and learn a bit of French. I went a year in an American college in the outskirts of Strasbourg, but got a glimpse of a real art school, L'Ecole des Arts Decoratifs, and enrolled the following year. ↗

— John Howe

#art #art school #arts #bit #college

Right now, I'm hankering for new adventures... Ninety percent of the time I'm having romantic-comedy fantasies in which I'm wearing little pencil skirts and hurrying down to the subway. ↗

— Mindy Kaling

#down #fantasies #hankering #having #hurrying

A good sermon should be like a woman's skirt: short enough to arouse interest but long enough to cover the essentials. ↗

— Ronald Knox

#cover #enough #essentials #good #interest

I think a lot of women have too many mini skirts in their closets. ↗

— Michael Kors

#i #i think #lot #many #mini

What a face this girl possessed!—could I not gaze at it every day I would need to recreate it through painting, sculpture, or fatherhood until a second such face is born. Her face, at once innocent and feral, soft and wild! Her mouth voluptuous. Eyes deep as oceans, her eyes as wide as planets. I likened her to the slender Psyché and judged that the perfection of her face ennobled everything unclean around her: the dusty hems of her bunched-up skirt, the worn straps of her nightshirt; the blackened soles of her tiny bare feet, the coal-stained balcony bricks upon which she sat, and that dusty wrought-ironwork that framed her perch. All this and the pungent air!—almost foul, with so many odors. Ô, that and the spicy night! …Pungency, spice, filth and night, dust and light; all things dark did blossom in sight; flower and bloom, the night has its pearl too—the moon! And once a month it will make the face of this tender girl bloom. ↗

— Roman Payne

#barcelona #beautiful #beauty #cleanliness #dirt