“This is a very superficial job. I sit in a chair for two hours and get hair and makeup done and talk about myself in interviews. That's a very vain thing to do. And I do get caught up in it sometimes.” TwoSometimesDoneJobsHoursHairCaughtVainThings To DoInterviewsChairsMakeupSuperficialCaught UpHair And MakeupSuperficial Things Author:Selena Gomez
“conformity has been a devastating thing. Its ill effects continue right to this day. Customers still look at the woman in the next chair and say, 'I'll have what she has.' That's all right for ordering at a restaurant - but not in a beauty parlor.” LooksHas BeensStillsNextEffectsHairIllCustomersRestaurantsChairsThis DayConformityParlor Book:Don't blame the mirror Source: Don't blame the mirror
“Add there was that moment when my mother and father walked in the door disguised as old people. I thought the miles in the car had bent them, dulled their eyes, even grayed and whitened their hair and caused their hands and voices to tremble. At the same time, I found, as I rose form the chair, I'd gotten old along with them.” PeopleMomentsHandsEyeFormMotherFoundFatherVoiceDoorsCarHairAddRoseMilesChairsThat MomentBentOld PeopleMother And Father Author:Louise Erdrich
“... when the locked door opens, and there comes in a young woman, deadly pale, and with long fair hair, who glides to the fire, and sits down in the chair we have left there, wringing her hands.” LongHandsYoungLeftFireDoorsHairFairsChairsLockedPaleYoung WomenSpookyLocked Doors Book:A Christmas Treasury Source: A Christmas Treasury
“What surprised me about directing is how much I loved it and how happy I am to be on the set. I love coming to work in the morning. What I realized is that I never loved acting. I don't love being in the hair and makeup chair. I don't [love] being in costume. To me the strangest thing is that I've just spent the majority of my life in one aspect of this business, and because I was fortunate enough to become successful I never questioned whether I felt at home and found out later in life that I'm much happier directing.” EnoughHomeFoundFeltLove IsActingMorningSuccessfulHairAspectMajorityI RealizedFortunateChairsMakeupCostumesBecoming SuccessfulLater In LifeHair And Makeup Author:Angelina Jolie
“Between the years of ninety-two and a hundred and two, however, we shall be the ribald, useless, drunken, outcast person we have always wished to be. We shall have a long white beard and long white hair; we shall not walk at all, but recline in a wheel chair and bellow for alcoholic beverages; in the winter we shall sit before the fire with our feet in a bucket of hot water, a decanter of corn whiskey near at hand, and write ribald songs against organized society... We look forward to a disreputable, vigorous, unhonoured, and disorderly old age.” WritingYearsLooksPersonsLongTwoHandsAgeSongWaterWhiteWalksFireFeetHairHundredHotWinterOld AgeUselessOrganizedWheelsChairsNinetyAlcoholicsCornBeardWhiskeyVigorousBucketsOutcastBeveragesHot WaterWhite HairRibald Author:Don Marquis
“That was in Crescent City, California, up near the Oregon border. I left soon after. But today I was thinking of that place, of Crescent City, and of how I was trying out a new life there with my wife, and how, in the barber's chair that morning, I had made up my mind to go. I was thinking today about the calm I felt when I closed my eyes and let the barber's fingers move through my hair, the sweetness of those fingers, the hair already starting to grow.” ThinkingTryingMindMadeEyeTodayMovingLeftGrowsFeltCitiesMorningWifeHairFingersStartingCalmMy WifeCaliforniaBordersChairsSweetnessNew LifeOregonBarbersCrescent Book:Where I'm Calling From: Selected Stories Source: Where I'm Calling From: Selected Stories
“I sometimes used to ask myself, what on earth did I love her for? Maybe fore the warm hazel iris of her fluffy eyes, or for the natural side-wave of her brown hair, done anyhow, or again for that movement of her plump shoulders. But, probably the truth was that I loved her because she loved me. To her I was the ideal man: brains, pluck. And there was none dressed better. I remember once, when I first put on that new dinner jacket, with the vast trousers, she clapsed her hands, sank down on a chair and murmured: 'Oh, Hermann...." It was ravishment bordering upon something like heavenly woe.” MenFirstsSometimesDoneHandsEyeEarthRememberUsedAsksSidesNaturalBrainMovementHairIdealsWaveWarmDinnerShouldersBrownChairsHeavenlyWoeJacketsPluckTrousersFluffyIrisesIdeal ManBrown Hair Author:Vladimir Nabokov
“Or perhaps a widow found him and took him in: brought him an easy chair, changed his sweater every morning, shaved his face until the hair stopped growing, took him faithfully to bed with her every night, whispered sweet nothings into what was left of his ear, laughed with him over black coffee, cried with him over yellowing pictures, talked greenly about having kids of her own, began to miss him before she became sick, left him everything in her will, thought of only him as she died, always knew he was fiction but believed in him anyway.” KidsFacesNightFoundLeftEasyBlackFictionMorningGrowingMissingChangedSweetHairBedEarsSickDiedCoffeeChairsLaughedEvery NightCriedEvery MorningWidowsSweatersHaving KidsBlack Coffee Author:Jonathan Safran Foer
“Hallelujah" "Your faith was strong but you needed proof. You saw her bathing on the roof. Her beauty and the moonlight overthrew you. She tied you to a kitchen chair, she broke your throne, and she cut your hair. And from your lips she drew the Hallelujah.” StrongSawsCuttingHairNeededLipsProofBrokeKitchenChairsTiedRoofThronesMoonlightBathingHer BeautyHallelujah Author:Leonard Cohen
“Sit, Your High Majestic Lord Princes," she said. She yanked a chair from the table and sat herself down. "You're in fine temper," Raffin said. "Your hair is blue," Katsa snapped back.” SaidLordHairFineBlueTablesSatChairsTemperMajesticKatsa Author:Kristin Cashore