The great paradox of being alive is knowing that, at some point,
despite good hair days and passionate kisses, it ultimately ends.
Not exact matches
I'm guilty of going to the grocery store and buying whatever
hair care products are on sale,
despite the fact they're probably doing more harm than
good.
Sometimes TWICE a day if I was doing a report later in the afternoon (by that point I had mascara flakes forming a colony under my eyes and all the
hair on my head lost it's battle with gravity,
despite the
best efforts from the many layers of hairspray I used).
Overbrush
hair;
despite the common myth that 100 strokes a day are
good for
hair, this can lead to breakage.
Despite being a fake blonde for a while now, I am still learning what colors work
best with my skin and
hair.
My
hair covers these clip - ins perfectly and blends extremely
well despite its short length.
Unfortunately there is little opportunity for the rest of the cast to make much of an impression,
despite the
best efforts of Aaron Eckhart's formidable facial
hair.
Despite fine acting from a solid cast, you'd have a
better time setting your
hair on fire than watching writer / director Alex Ross Perry's work.
The most vocally disapproving of the sisters is Carina Lau (still recognizable
despite some terrible
hair, which gets
better as the film goes along, and then goes wrong again) and she's also the most aggressively reckless of them as a cop.
Well, while I, Tonya has a scrappy underdog story and impressive results
despite its tiny budget, Guardians simply has so much more
hair and makeup — which makes it the most likely third.
She ultimately realized that
despite Betty's
good intentions, her impulsive and often careless behavior reveals that she is much more complex than her blond
hair and seemingly perfect exterior lead viewers to expect.
Nevertheless,
despite our greatly enhanced commitments to public education — and
despite the fact that children are growing up in
better - educated and smaller families than ever before — student performance during this period, as measured by NAEP test scores for high school seniors in math and reading, moved hardly a
hair's breadth.
But the fact that the Elantra is a
better variant of a long - in - the - tooth car does not endear us to it over the others here,
despite the Elantra's bargain price and (by a
hair)
best - in - test EPA numbers.
So,
despite the
hair - trigger nature of the RS 7, at least in Dynamic mode, I think it's
better suited for the street when the Drive Select is dialed back to Comfort or Auto.
Despite the length, this little tail has a
good plume and long, shaggy, thick
hair covers the tail.
* Your dog's
hair may tangle or tighten into a knot or mat
despite your
best efforts.
Despite being one of those dogs that don't shed
hair, it still needs grooming to keep it neat and
good looks.
Despite its amount of
hair, for your dog to have
good hygiene, you must provide frequent grooming to him / her.
What about the
hair that,
despite owners»
best efforts, does get left behind?
The film even has a few
good ideas of its own, which give the film a stronger female presence than any other iteration of the franchise on top of that — Marian (Alyssa Milano) is the head of a rad vigilante group called the Power Corps (because no one could think of a more nineties name, apparently) and the Lees are trained by Satori Imada (Julia Nickson), who acts as the orphans» badass mother figure (
despite the actress being barely ten years older than the guys, but she gets a token grey streak in her
hair to «establish» her wisdom).
I was expecting a satisfying trail of waxy pus to ooze out followed by disturbingly long pubic
hair, but
despite my
best efforts, it was trapped beneath my skin.
As Media Matters is pointing out, Matt Drudge (as
well as plenty of other media outlets) seems to have not gotten that memo: It May Not Be Unanimous... But It's Pretty Close
Despite conclusions by the IPCC that global climate change is actually occurring and humans are very likely the cause of it, somehow the idea has entered the mainstream media that every time it snows it's further evidence that those kooky, socialist,
hair - shirt - wearing environmentalists have gotten it all wrong.
It went something like this: hotel check - in, locate room, locate wifi service, attempt connection to wifi, wonder why the connection is taking so long, try again, locate phone, call front desk, get told «the internet is broken for a while», decide to hot - spot the mobile phone because some emails really needed to be sent, go «la la la» about the roaming costs, locate iron, wonder why iron temperature dial just spins around and around, swear as iron spews water instead of steam, find reading glasses, curse middle - aged need for reading glasses, realise iron temperature dial is indecipherably in Chinese, decide ironing front of shirt is
good enough when wearing jacket, order room service lunch, start shower, realise can't read impossible small toiletry bottle labels, damply retrieve glasses from near iron and successfully avoid shampooing
hair with body lotion, change (into slightly damp shirt), retrieve glasses from shower, start teleconference, eat lunch, remember to mute phone, meet colleague in lobby at 1 pm, continue teleconference, get in taxi, endure 75 stop - start minutes to a inconveniently located client, watch unread emails climb over 150, continue to ignore roaming costs, regret tuna panini lunch choice as taxi warmth, stop - start juddering, jet - lag, guilt about unread emails and traffic fumes combine in a very unpleasant way, stumble out of over-warm taxi and almost catch hypothermia while trying to locate a very small client office in a very large anonymous business park, almost hug client with relief when they appear to escort us the last 50 metres, surprisingly have very positive client meeting (i.e. didn't throw up in the meeting), almost catch hypothermia again waiting for taxi which
despite having two functioning GPS devices can't locate us on a main road, understand why as within 30 seconds we are almost rendered unconscious by the in - car exhaust fumes, discover that the taxi ride back to the CBD is even slower and more juddering at peak hour (and no, that was not a carbon monoxide induced hallucination), rescheduled the second client from 5 pm to 5.30, to 6 pm and finally 6.30 pm, killed time by drafting this guest blog (possibly carbon monoxide induced), watch unread emails climb higher, exit taxi and inhale relatively fresher air from kamikaze motor scooters, enter office and grumpily work with client until 9 pm, decline client's gracious offer of expensive dinner, noting it is already midnight my time, observe client fail to correctly set office alarm and endure high decibel «warning, warning» sounds that are clearly designed to send security rushing... soon... any second now... develop new form of nausea and headache from piercing, screeching, sounds - like - a-wailing-baby-please-please-make-it-stop-alarm, note the client is relishing the extra (free) time with us and is still talking about work, admire the client's ability to focus under extreme aural pressure, decide the client may be a little too work focussed, realise that I probably am too given I have just finished work at 9 pm... but then remember the 200 unread emails in my inbox and decide I can resolve that incongruency later (in a quieter space), become sure that there are only two possibilities — there are no security staff or they are deaf — while my colleague frantically tries to call someone who knows what to do, conclude after three calls that no - one does, and then finally someone finally does and... it stops.