Sentences with phrase «light kind of girl»

I'm usually a traditional white light kind of girl but when it comes to kids spaces, the bolder the better!

I'm more of a think and drive forward at the speed of light kind of girl.

I'm a white lights kind of girl but my husband, not so much.

Not exact matches

Mechi's the sort of person who's constantly exuding energy; the kind of girl whose happy vibes and cheerful personality lights up any room like a newly - bought light bulb.

The first I wore to church and then because my hubby and I were tired and not feeling well the images came out with a glare because of the lighting and my facial expressions were meh so I changed outfits and my hubby suggested I get my friend that night to snap some photos, so I wore this outfit out with my best friend Kendall to get coffee and have some girl time and she was kind enough to get some photos, however none of the full outfit photos were clear enough so I provide you with one below, but otherwise I loved the pastel and spring colors of this outfit and loved just some girl time to reconnect and get away for a few hours.

Perfect if your partner is the kind of girl who is forever tripping over the rug, setting the oven ablaze, electrocuting herself while changing light bulbs, and reversing the car over the neighbor's cat.

Perfect if your partner is the kind of girl who is forever tripping over the rug, setting the oven ablaze, electrocuting herself while changing light bulbs, and reversing the car over next door's cat.

Secret Diary of a Call Girl is the kind of hotly lit, coldly stylized dreck that purports to be classy, high - minded softcore but is actually as witless and dreary as, well, paid - for jollies.

«U.N.I (You And I)» from And the Winner Isn't «Love and Lies» from Band Aid «If I Dare» from Battle of the Sexes «Evermore» from Beauty and the Beast «How Does a Moment Last Forever» from Beauty and the Beast «Now or Never» from Bloodline: Now or Never «She» from Bombshell: The Hedy Lamarr Story «Your Hand I Will Never Let It Go» from The Book of Henry «Buddy's Business» from Brawl in Cell Block 99 «The Crown Sleeps» from The Breadwinner «World Gone Mad» from Bright «Mystery of Love» from Call Me by Your Name «Visions of Gideon» from Call Me by Your Name «Captain Underpants Theme Song» from Captain Underpants The First Epic Movie «Ride» from Cars 3 «Run That Race» from Cars 3 «Tell Me How Long» from Chasing Coral «Broken Wings» from City of Ghosts «Remember Me» from Coco «Prayers for This World» from Cries From Syria «There's Something Special» from Despicable Me 3 «It Ain't Fair» from Detroit «A Little Change in the Weather» from Downsizing «Stars in My Eyes (Theme From Drawing Home)» from Drawing Home «All In My Head» from Elizabeth Blue «Dying for Ya» from Elizabeth Blue «Green» from Elizabeth Blue «Can't Hold Out on Love» from Father Figures «Home» from Ferdinand «I Don't Wan na Live Forever» from Fifty Shades Darker «You Shouldn't Look at Me That Way» from Film Stars Don't Die in Liverpool «This Is How You Walk On» from Gifted «Summer Storm» from The Glass Castle «The Pure and the Damned» from Good Time «This Is Me» from The Greatest Showman «The Hero» from The Hero «How Shall a Sparrow Fly» from Hostiles «Just Getting Started» from If You're Not in the Obit, Eat Breakfast «Truth to Power» from An Inconvenient Sequel: Truth to Power «Next Stop, The Stars» from Kepler's Dream «The Devil & The Huntsman» from King Arthur: Legend of the Sword «Have You Ever Wondered» from Lake of Fire «I'll Be Gone» from Lake of Fire «We'll Party All Night» from Lake of Fire «Friends Are Family» from The Lego Batman Movie «Found My Place» from The Lego Ninjago Movie «Stand Up for Something» from Marshall «Rain» from Mary and the Witch's Flower «Myron / Byron» from The Meyerowitz Stories (New and Selected) «Longing for Summer» from Moomins and the Winter Wonderland «Mighty River» from Mudbound «Never Forget» from Murder on the Orient Express «Hold the Light» from Only the Brave «PBNJ» from Patti Cake $ «Tuff Love (Finale)» from Patti Cake $ «Lost Souls» from The Pirates of Somalia «How a Heart Unbreaks» from Pitch Perfect 3 «The Promise» from The Promise «Kaadanayum Kaalchilambe» from Pulimurugan «Maanathe Maarikurumbe» from Pulimurugan «Stubborn Angel» from Same Kind of Different as Me «Dancing Through the Wreckage» from Served Like a Girl «Keep Your Eyes on Me» from The Shack «On the Music Goes» from Slipaway «The Star» from The Star «Jump» from Step «Tickling Giants» from Tickling Giants «Fly Away» from Trafficked «Speak to Me» from Voice From the Stone «Walk on Faith» from Year by the Sea

The dashes of light at the end of the tunnel are strong supporting turns from Monica Bellucci's fiesty femme fatale (Bellucci proving she became a Bond girl a decade too late), and Paul Giamatti, always brilliant, and giving this film the kind of meaty villain that raises this story from a senseless thriller to a decent one.

I'm a big believer in traveling light — a carry - on only kind of girl — so my must - haves earn the space they take up in my bag.

, you are lying on the floor of your place looking up, a small draft runs through the room, between the door and the window, and all things seem perfectly still, wind only disturbs concrete in imperceptible ways, or it may take millions of years to be noticed and, as the air runs through the space, all your plants move and all is animated and all is alive somehow, and here are the thoughts of all men in all ages and lands, they are not original with me, and that wind upon your plants is the common air that bathes the globe, and we have no ambitions of universalism, and I'm glad we don't, but the particles of air bring traces of pollen and are charged with electricity, desert sand, maybe sea water, and these particles were somewhere else before they were dragged here, and their route will not end by the door of this house, and if we tell each other stories, one can imagine that they might have been bathed by this same air, regrouped and recombined, recharged as a vehicle for sound, swirling as it moves, bringing the sound of a drum, like that Kabuki story where a fox recognizes the voice of its parents as a girl plays a drum made out of their skin, or any other event, and yet I always felt your work never tells stories, I tend to think that narrative implies a past tense, even if that past was just five seconds ago, one second ago was already the past, and human memory is irrelevant in geological time, plants and fish know not what tomorrow will bring, neither rocks nor metal do, but we all live here now, and we all need visions and we all need dreams, and as long as your metal sculptures vibrate they are always in the Present, and their past is a material truth alien to narrative, but well, maybe narrative does not imply a past tense at all and they are writing their own story while they gently move and breathe, and maybe nothing was really still before the wind came in, passing through the window as if through an irrational portal to make those plants dance, but everything was already moving and breathing in near complete silence, and if you're focused enough you can feel the pulse of a concrete wall and you can feel the tectonic movements of the earth, and you can hear the magma flowing under our feet and our bones crackling like a wild fire, and you can see the light of fireflies reflected in polished metal, and there is nothing magical about that, it is just the way things are, and sometimes we have to raise our voice because the music is too loud and let your clothes move to a powerful bass, sound waves and bright lights, powerful like the sun, blinding us if we stare for too long, but isn't it the biggest sign of love, like singing to a corn field, and all acts of kindness that are not pitiful nor utilitarian, that are truly horizontal as everything around us is impregnated with the deadliest violence, vertical and systemic, poisonous, and sometimes you just want to feel the sun burning your skin and look for life in all things declared dead, a kind of vitality that operates like corrosion, strong as the wind near the sea, transforming all things,

I am not an overhead - light - kind - of - girl, so I am a big fan of lamps as well as overhead lights that can be dimmed.

I am a traditional kind of girl though... greens, lights, red plaid!