I have a nice smile, pretty lips, and big round cheeks. They help me look like a teenager.
It's strange to see people you don't know well in the morning, with sleepy eyes and pillow creases in their cheeks
Forgot the blush that virgin fears impart
To modest cheeks, and borrowed one from art.
One of my insecurities was my looks. I was short, cute and chubby, and Dad used to call me his 'little fat sausage.' But I always knew I had musical talent.
I love being chubby because chicks that smoke pot love me. They think I have food at my house.
What I love about Goofy is the flesh on his cheeks. You can almost feel it.
Growing up, I was always chubby. My girlfriends were always running around in two-pieces, and I never felt comfortable to do that.
I thought the fart was a human thing. It's something to do with like, arse cheeks, or whatever.
I'm mortified when I see 20-year-old girls changing the shapes of their faces or plumping their lips out or their cheeks.
I fit well in the comedy zone. A plump and chubby figure goes well with most onscreen characters... it adds more value to what I say.
People say I'm too skinny, but if I gain a little weight, they say I look chubby. You can't please everyone. As long as you're happy, that's all that matters.
I was born tall. I was awkward and gangly. Before that, I was a really chubby elementary school kid. I've always been sort of a physical abnormality.
I have been bullied for sure in my life. I am only 5'2", was chubby most of my life so I did get teased for that and also for being in movies.
It was jarring to be berated for 'acting white' when I was placed in a predominantly black middle school in Southern California. I was also chubby, into boys who weren't into me, and tried too hard to fit into this 'blackness' I was supposed to be.
I'll do BB cream or a moisturizing foundation from Laura Mercier. I like golds or coppers on my eyes and a little highlight on my cheeks.
The reason Jennifer Lawrence is allowed to be a body-positive role model to young girls and 'chubby' women is because she is representative of conventional beauty.
I didn't get into fitness until my late twenties. I had put on a lot of weight; I was quite chubby and feeling really depressed. But exercise helped everything - the body and the mind.
I don't like my thighs, the back of my legs or my chubby knees. I wear clothes that show off my legs in pictures and videos but not often when I'm appearing live.
The tears stream down my cheeks from my unblinking eyes. What makes me weep so? There is nothing saddening here. Perhaps it is liquefied brain.
When I think of the name 'Joyce' I think of a grandma or an old chubby Mrs. Claus.
I do some three-part harmonies on 'Throes of Rejection' and 'Hard Lines, Sunken Cheeks,' but I didn't go overboard with it.
I was a little chubby kid that no girls ever talked to. I had little chance of becoming an internationally known rock star. Music was my escape and my belief system.
I was a chubby kid, an outsider, and then all of a sudden I shot up to 6 foot 2, and people started calling me handsome. I couldn't accept it; I couldn't see it.
I'm not worried about wrinkles on my cheeks, or going grey. I'm not trying to be 20.
I'd be up for the 'Bond' theme, and I'd put my name forward for the lead role. If they want a wee, chubby guy from Scotland, then I'm their man.
The only difference between The Rolling Stones, Bruce Springsteen, Aerosmith, and Chubby Checker is that they get their music played on the radio.
My dad told me that when I was born my cheeks were so fat the doctors didn't know which end to spank.
Growing up as a chubby kid with a ton of imaginary friends and a Cyndi Lauper obsession, I learned about rejection early on and was constantly trying to avoid it.
As everyone knows, nothing is sweeter than tiny baby fingers and chubby baby toes.
The ocean . . . cold and wild the surf, rushing in to overwhelm
the beach, the wind, stinging my cheeks, enveloping me
in total freedom.
You have to be very strong to play my music. The drummer has to be in great shape. Same with the guitarist. You have to be a monster to play with Chubby!
I definitely am drawn to deeper reds and wine colors for lips and even cheeks during the holiday.
Recently my publicist asked me for a college photo, and I realize how chubby I looked. I know this sounds totally shallow, but my advice is don't fall prey to the freshmen fifteen!
This is my greatest regret - that my music is not being played, and more people aren't seeing Chubby Checker. That's very painful for me. Many nights, I have tears in my eyes about that.
I have found it is surprisingly difficult to remain sad when a cat is doing its level best to sandpaper one's cheeks.
People die, Rachel," Ceri said, her cheeks flushing. "Not if I can help it," I snapped. "And not of a broken heart. If you could, I'd be dead already.
A bloke once yelled out: 'You've got chubby knees.' I was 19. I've had a real complex about my knees ever since.
I grew up a chubby girl. I had two brothers. My parents loved us, they just fed us whatever we wanted.
Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks within his bending sickle's compass come.
One of my earliest memories is of bashing the keyboard with my hands, my chubby little baby hands, and I remember the sound hitting my face. It became my toy.
Note to self: never eat garlic before a fashion show because everyone greets you with a kiss on both cheeks.
What message, years of conflagration, have you: madness or hope? On thin cheeks strained by war and liberation bloody reflections still remain.
The magical dust of Christmas glittered on the cheeks of humanity ever so briefly, reminding us of what is worth having and what we were intended to be.
John looked ruddy and plump, with a pair of cheeks like a trumpeter.
As for Gordon Brown - I've described him and Blair as two cheeks of the same arse.
I was a chubby, unathletic kid and conformed to every possible stereotype you could imagine of someone who would end up in public broadcasting.
I never thought in a million years I'd be that healthy girl who wakes up every morning to exercise. After being called 'cherubic and chubby,' I'm rocking a bikini!
I think somewhere along the way I realized, 'O.K., no one's gonna care about a chubby Jewish dude rapping.' I realized I'd be better behind the scenes.
his thumbs ran over my cheeks. Our foreheads touched. My dreamscape scorched. He set fire to the poppies
I still have in me the same awareness when I was 12 and chubby and a girl was spitting in my face. I'm the same person.
There is nothing, I think, more unfortunate than to have soft, chubby, fat-looking children who go to watch their school play basketball every Saturday and regard that as their weeks exercise.
I was a chubby boy. My pants used to wear out in the middle, and it was because my legs used to rub together. I wasn't obese, just chunky.
If I do a movie where I have to have a son and it's a chubby kid, my mother is always like, 'You were never like that.' She gets so upset about it.
I just throw on foundation and under-eye concealer, then dust bronzer on my cheeks so they look defined.
I am what they call a chubby-skinny guy. I appear to be normal and have the look of an in-shape man, but if we were to go to a pool party I would go with my shirt on.
I love not only the chubby ones, but also the skinny ones, black hair, the blondes... when I get up the stage, I give myself completely.
Whenever a big white man picks up a banjo, my cheeks tighten.
I definitely tried to skateboard in middle school, and being from San Diego, surf and skate culture is a big, prevalent thing. But I was not that good - I was kind of a chubby kid and didn't totally master skating.
When I was younger, I was chubby. It gave me a terrible sense of self-image, and I guess I carry that around with me still.
When I look at my face, I notice terrible smoker's lines above my lip and nasty sun damage in the middle of my cheeks.
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