Unattractive Features Quotes

I was never a good-looking bloke. Not by a long chalk.

It's very awkward to watch yourself on TV because I hate the sound of my voice. It's those moments where you're like, 'I do that?'

His face had become very red and his mouth and fingers were sticky. He did not look either clever or handsome, whatever the Queen might say.

I'm not a romantic lead. I have sticking-out ears and a little troll nose.

If your stomach blocks your view of your feet, cover it up! The only people who should be wearing belly shirts are people who don't have bellies. Now those little baby spare tires are kinda cute; tractor tires aren't! Especially if they've got hair on them!

I had the longest awkward phase. I had braces for 3 years; I cut my own bangs too far back and they looked like a bowl cut, and I broke my nose twice.

He had fallen out of the ugly tree, and hit every branch.

I was not a good-lookin' girl. I was extremely skinny. I wasn't pretty. I wasn't cool.

You know, I was not an attractive child - I never had a cute face.

I didn't have any confidence in my beauty when I was young. I felt like a character actress, and I still do.

She's got feet like boats, whiskers like an American, and her undies are filthy.

I met Richard Burton, an RAF cadet on a two-term course. I would have flirted more enthusiastically if it had not been for the horrid boils on the back of his neck.

I was never pretty, never really popular. I was lanky and funny looking.

I knew very early on that I was not pretty. No one ever called me pretty. It was not the go-to adjective people used to describe me.

I have one of those faces that nobody likes.

When I was 14, I thought I looked terrible. I wore these typical Slavic shoes with metal bottoms so you could always hear me coming and this really ugly princess skirt and blouse with the top button closed. I had a boy haircut, a baby face covered with pimples, and a really big nose.

Two large prominent eyes that rolled about to no purpose (for he was utterly short-sighted) a wide mouth, thick lips and inflated visage, gave him the air of a blind trumpeter. A deep untuneable voice which, instead of modulating, he enforced with unnecsessary pomp, a total neglect of his person, and ignorance of every civil attention, disgusted all who judge by appearance.

My mouth was too large, my eyes turned out, and my legs mere toothpicks.

An agreeable manner may set off handsome features, but can never alter plain ones.

I had a nice, pert nose but a plain round face and a mop of curly brown hair. That was not the photograph of a successful model.

Here's the thing: I'm not beautiful. I mean, I'm a perfectly normal-looking Jewish guy. My face has never been my fortune, nor has my body... physical beauty has never been part of my equation. It's just not on my shopping list.

I've always thought I'm pretty ugly.

I never really considered myself attractive. I was always kind of gangly in school.

I was not the most attractive child. I had two really big buck teeth. I was horrendous - long, lanky and gangly.

I would always hunch over, I was always taller than the boys. I had the extremely skinny legs... I would double up my socks, those ones from Footlocker, to make my legs look thicker.