She went kind of pink and laughed, the kind of laugh you do when you know yo shouldn't be laughing. The kind of laugh that spoke of a conspiracy.
For lips, I'm into mauves, and I like a little shimmer. I have this Dior lip gloss I love right now called Pearl. It's pink and has shimmer. I don't like anything overdone.
If I had my life to live over I would have burned the pink candle sculpted like a rose before it melted in storage.
Wear pink and make the boys wink.
I don't think I will ever get tired of wearing pink.
This place is just too frickin precious," the cop said, eyeing a guy dressed in a hot pink leisure suit with makeup to match. "Give me rednecks and home-grown beer any day of the week over this X-culture bullshit.
She taught me everything I knew about crawfish and kissing and pink wine and poetry. She made me different.
Peeta crouches down on the other side of her and strokes her hair. When he begins to speak in a soft voice, it seems almost nonsensical, but the words aren’t for me. “With my paint box at home, I can make every color imaginable. Pink. As pale as a baby’s skin. Or as deep as rhubarb. Green like spring grass. Blue that shimmers like ice on water.
And in my flower-beds, I think, Smile the carnation and the pink.
Adrian Maben came to us with the idea. And we just thought, "Well, why not?" I don't think any of us thought it would be as well received and last in people's minds for as long as it did. All credit to him. It's his idea [Pink Floyd at Pompeii] and it was great.
I fell off my pink cloud with a thud.
No real sunrise could paint the sky Surgical Appliance Pink.
I remember going foraging for breakfast in St. Louis once. I saw this one girl sitting in front of the venue, and she made this pink T-shirt with a big heart in the middle of it and a misty picture of our guitarist Mark [Potter]. She was so embarrassed when she saw me. And I was trying desperately not to laugh.
I dyed my hair pink when I was fifteen.
Is listening to Pink Floyd in the dark a medical condition?
I'm really not into that super-crazy-colour, smiley-faces-on-the-front-of-your-dress look. That's not my thing. You're not going to see me in pink. Or anything frilly. Or a tutu. Or bows.
My parents told me I'd point to a bed of flowers and say 'Pink. Pretty,' before I knew any other words.
Look at me! I'm a puffy pink cloud!
Drink very good tea out of a thin Wocester cup of colour between apricot and pink.
Benji usually tries to match his hair with his underwear, and you know how he had the pink hair for a while well we caught him in a pink thong one day!