Ankles Quotes

When I do get pregnant, I highly doubt I'll be one of those women who don't look pregnant from behind - I'll be that chick who looks pregnant from her ankles up!

I was wearing corn plasters above and below my toes and taping my ankles twice.

My eyes are too big, my nose is too flat, my ears stick out, my mouth is too big and my face is too small... my body is thin as a clarinet and my ankles are so skinny that I wear two pairs of bobby socks because I don't want people to see how thin they are.

They put me in a whole body suit, from my neck to my ankles. It was so bad, I couldn't straighten my legs.

I had spindly little ankles, and growing up in Canada, I couldn't skate. I was no good at any sports so was very much a pariah through those adolescent years.

The only things I really love about myself physically are my ankles and my hair.

Banks operate like a man who either wears his trousers round his chest, stifling breathing, as now, or round his ankles, exposing his assets. We want their trousers tied round their middle: steady lending growth; particularly to productive British business, especially small scale enterprise.

The worst was when my skirt fell down to my ankles, but I had on thick tights underneath.

An evening dress that reveals a woman's ankles while walking is the most disgusting thing I have ever seen.

Two stops after I got on, these two unbelievable short people got on, and the way they were looking at me, I could tell. They wanted to bite my ankles!

Ankles are nearly always neat and good-looking, but knees are nearly always not.

If I don't get food in my mouth, I'm still happy. If my pants are round my ankles, as long as I don't get arrested for indecent exposure, I'm happy. I'm worried about keeping my hair, not how it's combed.

An interim government was set up in Afghanistan. It included two women, one of whom was Minister of Women's Affairs. Man, who'd she have to show here ankles to to get that job?

I've got little ankles and a bit of a belly, so it makes me look rather an egg on legs.

Against her ankles as she trod The lucky buttercups did nod.

I have bad feet and I have weak ankles.

I have asked the village blacksmith to forge golden chains to tie our ankles together. I have gathered all the gay ribbons in the world to wind around and around and around and around and around and around again around our two waists.