She had reached a point at which she didn't even care how she looked.

She stared at him, her eyes wide as she thought about what he had said ; ;

She had helped him change his mind.

She said, and her tone had softened until it was almost friendly.

She had picked up the quirt and was twirling it around her wrist and smiling at him.

She had offered to walk, but Pamela knew she would not feel comfortable about her child until she had personally confided her to the care of the little pink woman who chose to be called `` Auntie ''.

She seemed to have come such a long distance -- too far for her destination which had wilfully been swallowed up in the greedy gloom of the trees.

She had the feeling that, under the mouldering leaves, there would be the bodies of dead animals, quietly decaying and giving their soil back to the mountain.

She had to get away from here before this demoniac possession swallowed up the liquid of her eyes and sank into the fibers of her brain, depriving her of reason and sight.

She had been snared here by a vile sensuality that writhed around her throat in ever-tightening circles.

She had to escape.

She had to move in some direction -- any direction that would take her away from this evil place.

She wondered what had taken place in town, between him and his wife.

She had spent too many hours looking ahead, hoping and longing to catch even a glimpse of Dan and finding nothing but emptiness.

She had arrived this morning and come straight to the English Gardens.

She had retreated to this world.

She had touched her face, truly a noble and pure face, only with a lip salve which made her lips glisten but no redder than usual.

She had hated the whole idea before they started.

She had jumped away from his shy touch like a cat confronted by a sidewinder.

She had driven up with her husband in a convertible with Eastern license plates, although the two drivers knew nothing at the moment about that.

She might have been someone he had once loved.

She began to watch a blonde-haired man, also in shorts, standing right at the rear of the wrecked car in the one spot that most of the crowd had detoured slightly.

She was sitting on the edge of the bed again, back in the same position where the snake had found her.

She had the opportunity that few clever women can resist, of showing her superiority in argument over a man.

" She frequently used shorter, stabbing phrases, and her voice was harder, with a wider vibrato ", one biographer wrote.

She returned for shorter story arcs on Buffy and its spin-off, Angel.

She made a number of shorter films, and another feature, Dr. Doolittle, in 1928.

She stands at one meter in height ( said to be three feet in US editions ), one centimeter shorter than the fairy average ( an inch shorter in US editions ), and has a gymnast-like stance.

" Actress Claudia Christian, who plays Susan Ivanova on Babylon 5, has been suggested as a potential candidate ; Weber says " She ’ s much shorter than Honor, but so are most women, and I think she could handle the physicality ...

" She naïvely supposed that this version was more complete than the shorter letter which she had read in a translation at home, presumably one brought back to the Far West by an earlier pilgrim " ( Palmer 1998 ).

She argued that evidence had shown that the U. S. had higher rates of cancer survival than countries with universal healthcare coverage due to shorter wait times for treatment, better availability of new drugs for therapy and more frequent cancer screenings.

She is also distinctive via her shorter tail and tawny-brown coloration, which covers the body apart from the darker wings and tail.

She repeated the show in 2005 for the much shorter celebrity version Comic Relief Does Fame Academy.

" She addresses her brother as, which is shorter than Sakuya's, but polite.

She urges him to seriously consider an offer to leave the Sun and become an assistant managing editor at the New York Sentinel, a fictional newspaper based on The New York Times, which would mean more money, shorter hours, more respectability ... but might also be a bit boring for his tastes.

She can only remain in the water for a short amount of time, and submerged under it for an even shorter amount of time.

She was joint-editor for indexing of the 11th and 12th editions and contributed 700 of the shorter biographies for the former and signed articles on women to the latter.

She followed it with Discuss Disgust and many shorter pieces in press outlets, including a short-lived opinion column that was pulled amid public criticism.

She also was called Bobbie for her " bobbed " haircut.

She rubbed her eyes and stretched, then sat up, her hands going to her hair.

She was nude to the waist and her tumbled abundance of black hair did not conceal the knife slashes on her back.

She stood up, smoothing her hair down, straightening her clothes, feeling a thankfulness for the enveloping darkness outside, and, above everything else, for the absence of the need to answer, to respond, to be aware even of Stowey coming in or going out, and yet, now that she was beginning to cook, she glimpsed a future without him, a future alone like this, and the pain made her head writhe, and in a moment she found it hard to wait for Lucretia to come with her guests.

She was wearing her dark hair in two, thick braids to attain an `` American Girl '' effect she thought was appropriate to Halloween.

She leaned unconcerned against the broken porch fence, brushing and drying her wet, gilded hair in the sun.

She jumped out onto the flat expanse of rock and, seating herself, shook her short-cut brown hair and tilted her chin far upward.

She looked good, with her short tousled hair and no make-up.

She was said to have had red hair kept in curls, blue eyes, and fair skin and she was very beautiful, intelligent, charming, desirable, elegant, friendly, and gentle, but she was considered to be insane.

Catherine was quite short in stature with long red hair, wide blue eyes, a round face, and a fair complexion. She was descended, on her maternal side, from the English royal house ; her great-grandmother Catherine of Lancaster, after whom she was named, and her great-great-grandmother Philippa of Lancaster were both daughters of John of Gaunt and granddaughters of Edward III of England.

She claimed to feel " jubilant " when cutting off her long hair.

She is described as having heavy blonde hair which fell past her knees, a beautiful complexion, hazel eyes which changed colour, a full, high bosom, and a natural grace which made her appear to " walk on air "; these were the physical attributes that were highly appreciated in Italy during that period.

She played a reckless socialite in Coquette ( 1929 ), a role where she no longer had her famous ringlets, but rather a 1920s bob ; Pickford had cut her hair in the wake of her mother's death in 1928.

She employed two private hairdressers who would style her hair on a regular basis in the White House.

She was also very self-conscious about her bright red hair and at the age of thirteen, attempted to dye it dark with disastrous results.

She later explained her belief that her hair – which " had never been combed and ... stood out like a bushel basket " – might have saved her life.

" She puts a touch of rouge on her own and on her child ’ s cheeks and then, as Suzuki does her hair, asks her, " What will they say?

She has a round, rosy snub-nosed face and brown hair.

She was therefore obligated to cut her hair to rid herself of the splotch and in turn she made all of the ladies at Court do the same, which they did “ with tears in their eyes .” This aggressive vanity became a tenet of Elizabeth ’ s Court throughout the entirety of her reign, particularly as she grew older.

She had fair skin, straw-blond hair, and blue eyes.

She touched his hair and then kissed him again.

She was transformed into a narwhal herself, and her hair, which she was wearing in a twisted knot, became the characteristic spiral narwhal tusk.

She is described by the author as a " regular snow-maiden " with curly golden hair and blue eyes, " pale and slender " and " always carrying herself " like a very proper young lady.

She became entranced with the hippie lifestyle after seeing Joe Namath's hair on television.

" She sports the same curly spiked hair as her two sons.

She grows content only when her courtiers assure her that Octavia is homely by Elizabethan standards: short, low-browed, round-faced and with bad hair.