Her face was very thin, and burned by the sun until much of the skin was dead and peeling, the new skin under it red and angry.

Her arm bled slightly, and the offended skin cried out in pain.

Her uniform was of rich, raw silk, in a shade which matched her hair, skin, housepaint, and cats, and since she was so thin as to be almost shapeless, she rather resembled a frozen fish stick.

Her skin crawled: Lolotte had told Maude that she was in the hall and the door was open.

" Her mouth is too large and her eyes too prominent and colourless for beauty ", wrote a Venetian envoy as Catherine approached forty, " but a very distinguished-looking woman, with a shapely figure, a beautiful skin and exquisitely shaped hands ".

Although Caine also took better roles, including a BAFTA-winning turn in Educating Rita ( 1983 ), and an Oscar-winning one in Hannah and Her Sisters ( 1986 ) and a Golden Globe-nominated one in Dirty Rotten Scoundrels ( 1988 ), he continued to appear in notorious duds like the thinly veiled skin flick Blame It on Rio, the Dick Clement and Ian Le Frenais comedy Water and the critical-commercial flop Jaws: The Revenge ( 1987 ) ( in which he had mixed feelings about the production and the final cut ) and Bullseye!

Her wavy hair was light brown in colour, and she had grey eyes and fair skin.

Her voice is little more than a whisper, and she has no odor, but her shadow smells musky and pungent, like the skin of a snake.

* 1992: First time the texture of human skin was computer generated, in Death Becomes Her

Her skin is pale and her hair dark ; she always wears silver and white.

Her appearances in various hit films of the 1960s formed the basis of her international reputation, and an obituary in The Telegraph characterised her as " the blue-eyed English rose with the china-white skin and cupid lips who epitomised the sensuality of the swinging Sixties ".

Her olive skin and rosy complexion earned her the nickname " Wild Rose.

Her face peered out of the hood like a witch caricature — sunken cheeks and eyes, an overlong nose, skin mottled and with protruding veins.

Her performance was well-received with Rajeev Masand from CNN-IBN concluding, " Rani looks a million bucks and she dives under the skin of her character to make that part one that we will remember for a long time.

Her skin is slightly brighter than Doug's, her hair is blue, and is shown to be rather meek and somewhat clumsy but also an outgoing environmentalist.

Her body design resembles a slender humanoid female with purple hair, blue skin, and yellow pupil-less eyes.

" Of her it is noted that " Her finely chiseled features, delicately pointed nose, and creamy skin suffused her appearance with a regal beauty that would have shone through even the most drab of garments.

Her baby is more able to be alert and placed on her skin ( promoting maternal bonding ) and breastfeeding is more likely to be enjoyable and successful.

Her inhumanly pale or even transparent skin makes her blend into the snowy landscape ( as famously described in Lafcadio Hearn's Kwaidan: Stories and Studies of Strange Things ).

Her skin is a hardened shell, providing her body with a heavy armor capable of withstanding blows from forged weapons, such as swords or axes.

Her skin is a rosier shade and her coat cream-colored, as opposed to stark white.

Her most striking physical features are her beautiful skin and her emerald-green eyes.

Her appearance is quite ugly due to skin damage ( from " paraleprosy ") and other problems ; however, she wears a special " skin suit " which makes her look whole and beautiful ( which may or may not be real — she is an unreliable narrator ), and gives her a functional artificial leg.

Her blond hair was frowzy, her dress torn in several places, and her shoes were so completely worn out that they were practically no protection.

Her form was silhouetted and with the strong light I could see the outlines of her body, a body that an artist or anyone else would have admired.

Her mouth, which had been so much in my thoughts, was warm and moist and tender.

Her heart, her maternal feeling, in fact her being was too busy expressing itself, as quietly thrilled by this sight of her Nicolas curled asleep under a blanket, in a park like a scene from Poussin.

Her white blond hair was clean and brushed long straight down to her shoulders.

Her thick hair was the color and texture of charcoal.

Her laugh was hard.

Her face was pale but set and her dark eyes smoldered with blame for Ben.

Her stern was down and a sharp list helped us to cut loose the lifeboat which dropped heavily into the water.

Her name was L'Turu and she told me many things.

( Her account was later confirmed by the Scobee-Frazier Expedition from the University of Manitoba in 1951.

Her mother was a good manager and established a millinery business in Milwaukee.

Her name was Esther Peter.

Her brother Karl was a very gentle soul, her mother was a quiet woman who said little but who had hard, probing eyes.

Her mother, now dead, was my good friend and when she came to tell us about her plans and to show off her ring I had a sobering wish to say something meaningful to her, something her mother would wish said.

Her action was involuntary.

Her name was Mollie.

Her speech was barren of southernisms ; ;

Her quarters were on the right as you walked into the building, and her small front room was clogged with heavy furniture -- a big, round, oak dining table and chairs, a buffet, with a row of unclaimed letters inserted between the mirror and its frame.

Her hair was dyed, and her bloom was fading, and she must have been crowding forty, but she seemed to be one of those women who cling to the manners and graces of a pretty child of eight.

Her voice was ripe and full and her teeth flashed again in Sicilian brilliance before the warm curved lips met and her mouth settled in repose.