I don't exercise. I'm skinny fat. I worry about being too skinny. You should see my brother, he's, like, emaciated. We both just happen to be really skinny.
She's quite skinny, like me, but nice skinny. Roller-skate skinny. I watched her once from the window when she was crossing over Fifth Avenue to go to the park, and that's what she is, roller-skate skinny. You'd like her.
I don't like my physique. Who does? I was a skinny guy growing up, and I still feel like that same skinny kid.
I was a skinny guy growing up, and I still feel like that same skinny kid.
I wanted to look sexy and I felt like I was too skinny so I started working out with a trainer trying to build some muscle because I was like this skinny little scrawny girl.
I'm skinny, but a soft skinny. I have strong legs, but my arms are like pea pods with single peas for elbows.
Everybody knows that, in general, a basketball player needs to be tall and a fashion model needs to be skinny, but how skinny is too skinny?
After the baby, I got bigger, and I like it. I like me better now than when I was young and skinny. I don't understand this extreme fashion for being anorexic-skinny. We forgot about women with curves - real women. We're not embracing that anymore.
I have felt so insecure about my body at times. I've been on every end of the spectrum. I felt like I was too skinny and wished I could be muscular. I've felt like I was chubby and wanted to be skinny. I think everybody suffers from body image issues. I might exude confidence sometimes, but I'm pretty insecure.
I was always such a skinny kid, so I kind of grew up with an 'I hate skinny' mentality.
I was always such a skinny kid, so I kind of grew up with an "I hate skinny" mentality.
I don't know who decided that skinny was more appealing than not skinny. It seems arbitrary.
I guess I'm odd-looking. I'm skinny. But I'm not only skinny - I'm oddly shaped.
Skinny jeans were only good if you had skinny genes.
I don't exercise. I'm skinny-fat. I worry about being too skinny.
I prefer big Oprah. I know Oprah wants to be skinny Oprah, but her head is too gigantic to fit on a skinny body. She has to accept that, like Kirstie Alley, she was meant to be... ahm... voluptuous!