A Quote by Dolly Parton

My lips, I've used collagen. I line my lips with collagen. — © Dolly Parton
My lips, I've used collagen. I line my lips with collagen.

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Yeah, some kids called me fish lips because I had these really full lips. Now I'm sure all those same girls are getting collagen injections, so I'm having the last laugh.
Don't Ever fix your lips like collagen And say something when you gon' end up apologing
Those women with collagen lips just look like frogs - 'muffin mouths,' I call them. There's not a line on their brows, and all the emotion gone from their faces, like all those actresses in 'Desperate Housewives.'
Too much collagen will damage the skin. You will get collagen overload.
Lips move; lips touch; lips signal. Lips are on the outside for show, and on the most secret inside of your mouth. Lips frame words that lie. Lips frame a hole that wants to be filled.
I'm super weird about my lips. I actually don't let makeup artists do my lipstick. I know my own lip line. I feel, even, they go too much over my lip line or too much under my lip line, and I don't want my lips to look strange on camera. I'm very particular about my lips.
Between lips and lips there are cities of great ash and moist summit, drops of when and how, vague comings and goings: between lips and lips as along a shore of sand and glass the wind passes.
I used to hate that my lips are gigantic, and now I have huge red clown lips, and I love it.
The lips on my upper right bicep are my girlfriend's lips. She has the most amazing lips, and I wanted to carry them around with me everywhere I go, considering I can't carry her lips physically with me. So I decided to place them in a discreet location, such as the inside part of my bicep.
I'll never graduate from collagen.
I don't want to pump myself full of collagen. That's not what I'm about.
I'm a big fan of lip fillers and collagen waves.
Skin is made in large measure of a protein called collagen.
If Los Angeles is a woman reclining billboard model with collagen-puffed lips and silicone-inflated breasts, a woman in a magenta convertible with heart-shaped sunglasses and cotton candy hair; if Los Angeles is this woman, then the San Fernando Valley is her teenybopper sister. The teenybopper sister snaps bug stretchy pink bubbles over her tongue and checks her lipgloss in the rearview mirror, . . . Teeny plays the radio too loud and bites her nails, wondering if the glitter polish will poison her.
My dream girl... well, I love eyes. And lips. She has to have nice lips!
With my teethI have seized lifeUpon the knife of my youth.With my lips today,With my lips alone...
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