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

She looked around.

She looked at him, lips compressed.

She looked more like twenty-five or six.

She set the dipper on the edge of the deck, leaving it for him to stretch after it while she looked on scornfully.

She looked down at her hands, too.

She looked up and saw that, without knowing it, Mrs. Coolidge was holding it aloft.

She looked at him in surprise.

She looked back toward the schoolroom.

She looked at the girl speculatively from eyes which had paled with the years ; ;

She felt the look and looked back because she could not help it, seeing that he was neither as old nor as thick as she had at first believed.

She looked mighty interested, though.

She looked at him impudently over the corner of the paper.

She it was who had looked to see if I was wearing shoes upon learning that I couldn't drive.

She looked confused at this, and I felt sure it had been a wrong response for me to make.

She must have looked temptingly pretty to the dean as he put the crown on her head.

She looked at me provocatively.

She looked around, self-consciously.

She certainly looked Japanese, and perhaps she could not really blame the young men.

She looked crestfallen, as if he had somehow disappointed the whole human race.

She looked well-fed and prosperous, but he didn't get the impression he was being propositioned the way he'd been hoping.

She looked out at the corn field, the great green deep acres of it rolled out like the sea in the field beyond the whitewashed fence bordering the grounds.

She looked as if she were accusing me of some fraud.

She looked about sixty, though I recalled that the chart gave her age as forty-four.

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

She was so beautiful with her rosy mouth and haughty air that she had to be wicked.

She is a beautiful filly and likes to trot.

She is the most beautiful thing you ever laid eyes on, and her dancing has a feminine suavity, lightness, sparkle, and refinement which are simply incomparable.

She was so beautiful, so valiant, so pitiable.

She was a beautiful and reputable woman and according to Pliny the Elder, she had a double canine in her upper right jaw, a sign of good fortune.

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.

She therefore ( as mentioned at the Kypria according to Proclus as part of a plan hatched by Zeus and Themis ) tossed into the party the Apple of Discord, a golden apple inscribed Kallisti – " For the most beautiful one ", or " To the Fairest One " – provoking the goddesses to begin quarreling about the appropriate recipient.

She is described as a beautiful old woman and by her aspect people saw that she belonged to the subterraneans.

She was witty, intelligent and beautiful, which was what attracted Jahangir to her.

She said she cried when they left, as they were so beautiful.

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 also is what I consider a classic Indian beauty .... her natural, distinctive Indian looks set her apart from many other heroines ( I say heroines because many have yet to learn to act, and cannot justfully be called actresses yet ), she proves that she does not need blatant blond / red highlights, tons of body paint and makeup, blue contacts, and scraps of clothes to look beautiful ... and that the complete following of Western trends isn ´ t worth sacrificing traditional Indian beauty, grace, and respect for popularity ... a mixture of both that remains respectable ... it ´ s quality rather than quantity ( or lackthereof, in the clothes department ).

She is a beautiful Chinese-British woman who is torn between her history with Reston and her growing attraction to Shang-Chi.

She was described as the most beautiful queen in Europe, and, as her daughter later said, had " all the virtues and vices " associated with her gender.

She played a child psychiatrist in the film noir Shadow on the Wall ( 1950 ) with Ann Sothern and Zachary Scott ; her performance was called " beautiful and convincing " by New York Times critic A. H. Weiler.

She never played Desirée in the theater ; instead, she used the beautiful lyrics and melody to create a major pop hit.

She and Marshall had been unable to have children, and when she brought the baby home, Marshall told her that she could " keep him, provided he did not squall ..." Marshall grew to love the boy and wrote that he " never walked the streets of Washington with as sure a certainty as he walked into my heart ", and, as the boy grew older, that he was " beautiful as an angel ; brilliant beyond his years ; lovable from every standpoint.

She became one of Hollywood's leading actresses, considered one of the most beautiful women of her day.

She was said to be even more beautiful than Cleopatra, differing though in her reputation for extreme chastity.

She played Kelly, the beautiful, sunkissed young woman whom Grodin's character falls for while on his honeymoon in Miami.

She plays beautiful, sensitive, deep parts with a little bit of intelligence behind them.

She transformed back into a beautiful woman the moment she set foot on Fionn's land, as this was the one place she could regain her true form.

She was described as beautiful, and furthermore " already a woman: passionate and proud and strong-willed ".

She has to be youthful, slender, beautiful, with large eyes, with well-rounded breasts, self-confident, witty, pleasing, well aware of when to dance and when to stop, able to follow the flow of songs and music, and to dance to the time ( thalam ), with splendid costumes, and of a happy disposition.

She is refused food and clothing because nothing – according to Petruchio – is good enough for her ; he claims perfectly cooked meat is overcooked, a beautiful dress doesn't fit right, and a stylish hat is not fashionable.