Best 2694 quotes in «hair quotes» category

I can't bear looking in the mirror - I guess that's why my hair looks like this.

I can't be one of those hipster guys with a beard when I have a hair campaign. I strive to look a little bit more... all-American.

I can't force you. I can't make you want to survive this." He pulls me against him and runs his hand over my hair, tucking it behind my ear. His fingers trail down my neck and over my shoulder, and he says, "But you will do it. It doesn't matter if you believe you can or not. You will, because that's who you are.

I can tell you that, you know, when I went to my first movie premiere, it was my own movie, and I wore the best jeans I had and my favorite top. You know, I made sure my hair had some wave in it because I braided it the night before myself.

I can't even say 'hair pie,'' I told him, 'unless I'm talking about an actual pie made out of rabbits.

I can't keep the sparrows from flying around my head, but I can keep them from making a nest in my hair.

I can't relax here. These people have no pubic hair anywhere. We have pubic hair on the ceiling.

I can't live without mousse. When my hair is damp I put it at the roots. When I blow dry my hair it makes it so much bouncier. It gives you shampoo commercial hair and makes your blowout so much better.

I can't imagine going back to long hair. Cutting it was the greatest thing I ever did

I can’t tell you what a pleasure it is to just put my hair under a wig cap and slap on a wig that’s already done. It’s dress up for your hair!

I can't sit through plays and musical theatre. I just want to run up onstage and mess up their hair and turn over the furniture.

I cleaned the attic with the wife the other day. Now I can't get the cobwebs out of her hair.

I consider myself an artist, but instead of paint or clay, my medium is drag. I put so much of myself into my drag from every detail of the costume, makeup and hair to my performance, the way I speak or even stand.

I could croak with no warning, and the only tragedy anyone would experience would be showing up on the last day of my estate sale simply to discover that all remaining items had copious amounts of dog hair on them.

I could lose myself forever in that dark hair and those sweet love handles.

I could announce one morning that the world was going to blow up in three hours and people would be calling in about my hair!

I couldn't wait until I grew up. I used to look at my mom's stockings and put them on with her high heels and mess with my hair.

I crave your mouth, your voice, your hair. Silent and starving, I prowl through the streets. Bread does not nourish me, dawn disrupts me, all day I hunt for the liquid measure of your steps.

I crave your mouth, your voice, your hair.

I cut my own hair most of the time. You just do it all by feel.

I cut my own hair. I got sick of barbers because they talk too much. And too much of their talk was about my hair coming out.

I'd always wanted to grow my hair out. And now looking back on those photos I understand why I probably shouldn't have.

I cut my hair like three times a week. Sometimes more if I'm working, and I know I got to be in front of people with interviews or TV or video. I've been blessed to be so busy.

I decided to start embracing and wearing my natural hair, but there was only one problem; I didn't know what to do with it or how to style it. Growing up, all I knew was my relaxed, processed hair, so I had to go through this learning phase.

I definitely look back at certain moments and don't think I look good...but I know why! I didn't have a hair stylist, I did all my own makeup, and I was going to the local fabric store for all of my outfits.

I definitely know that I'm quirky. I know that I'm different. Red hair definitely made me different growing up.

I definitely wasn’t cool in high school. I really wasn’t. I did belong to many of the clubs and was in leadership on yearbook and did the musical theater route, so I had friends in all areas, but I certainly did not know what to wear, did not know how to do my hair, all those things.

I'd have to say that, in general, models take themselves too seriously. Basically, they are genetic freaks who spend a couple of hours in hair and makeup.

I didn't come in here to argue with a woman with big hair

I did not have a script [of Close Up]. I made notes in the evenings and we filmed during the day over 40 days.I didn't sleep a wink for those 40 nights. I have a picture from the end of the shoot, and in it I have lost all my hair.

I didn't bother to explain about the glitter in my hair. I figured they could think it was a family trait. We all glittered, just like the Cullens in Twilight.

I didn't have many friends. I was very shy ... And, then, even worse, when I was 14 I became Gothic. I had long, black hair. I was going to school with makeup. Because I was trying to find my language, to scream to the world that I felt so closed in a box where I was living.

I didn't figure out the makeup or cute hair or clothes until oh, maybe my junior year of high school.

I didn't get my hair styled today. I actually stuck my hand in a socket and this is the way it turned out.

I didn’t look back, but I knew you were still watching. It probably sounds weird, but I could just feel it. The hairs on my neck bristled when you blinked.

I didn’t like to dress up in high school. I wore pajamas all the time. Or I would have my hair in a high bun from dance, and just wear dance clothes.”

I did this movie about Salvador Dali a few years ago and had hair extensions and a little bob. That was incredibly bizarre.

I did what I could to keep up the ruse. I was travelling quite a bit, so any opportunity I could, I would travel through Atlanta and stay a day or so. I'd make sure I was 'seen' in some of Atlanta's restaurants. And I dyed my hair the whole time, every two weeks, to keep the haircut.

I'd like a glass of cold gravy with a hair in it, please.

I did one pageant in sixth grade, and I loved it! I loved the dresses and the big hair.

I didn't wash today. I wasn't dirty. If I'm not dirty, I don't wash. Some weeks I don't have to shower at all. I just groom my three basic areas: teeth, hair, and asshole. And to save time, I use the same brush.

I did try out for football and wrestling but they wouldn't let me on the teams because I had blue hair.

I'd like to be the romantic lead one day, but I've got to grow my hair first.

I'd love to have time to do my hair, honestly. I'd love to be Victoria Beckham just for one day - to look that good. But I can't.

I'd like to wear my old [cinnamon buns] hairstyle again - but with white hair. I think that would be funny.

I'd love to be in the '70s. I'd love to have a big, long wig parted down the middle with flat-ironed hair and bell-bottoms. They're actually very flattering for my figure. The wider the leg, the better for a person with a booty.

I do a lot of damage to my hair every day because of my work. I just noticed this huge change. It started getting thinner and it started falling out. I hit 30, and I literally felt like I was balding!

I do a lot of dry shampoo. My hair just works better when it's not as clean!

I do condition my hair with honey and beer. I smell like the bottom of a beer barrel for days afterwards, but it's very good for the hair.

I do have bad hair days. If I fall asleep with it slightly damp, I wake up and it'll all be piled up on top in a mess.