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Head: Comb
Arms / torso: dresser
Legs: disposable razors |
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1) head: small,
oval, big forehead, small ears (right one with wrinkle at top in
the middle that makes it almost pointed like Spock's), left eyebrow
can be raised indepently of the right one, hazel eyes, shoulder-length
brown hair (although I went through a phase of dying it first platinum
blonde and then shades of blonde until all the brown came back),
widow's peak somewhat disguised by bangs in front, cowlicks at the
crown in back, big lips, biggish nose with a bump. I'm not sure
all the pieces go together very well, but they mostly function OK.
And as my mother used to say when I complained about ANYTHING --
Well, at least you have two arms and two legs. Can't beat that with
a stick.
2) arms/torso: I don't think about my arms/torso very much, but
they are proportionate with the rest of my body -- which is about
5 feet 6 inches. My legs are longer than my torso, so I'm not a
half-and-half body (which is what an old friend used to call people
whose legs were the same length as their torsos). My right hand
used to be very strong -- it had a death grip tendency. I have no
tattoos anywhere, but a big scar across my stomach that was never
going to be below the so-called bikini line despite what the doctor
said afterward eons ago when I was 17 and had to have emergency
surgery.
3) legs/feet:
like everything else about me, my legs used to be very thin, like
Vera Ellen's in White Christmas (at least according to a different
old friend of mine). Now everything is fatter. And my feet used
to be really pretty, although years of walking on them in not always
appropriate footware has added some tarnish to the glitter. They're
still cute, though, and petite. |
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Head: Frenzied
bee hive construction (as action), enveloped in a broad chunk of
outerspace. Occasionally pausing for inspection only to dive in
and frenzy again. Covered by normal human looking skin with catterpillars
for eyebrows, vanilla style nose and a puddle for lips. Oh and put
some dark ellipses around the eyes with stems, parrallell to the
floor, leading back to two satellite dishes, on either side, with
naughty loud animals nesting in them. The animals are talk very
loud, play bad music and yell into a microphone and scare me when
I'm sleeping.
Torso:Pillow with bees and weasels stinging it and biting it all
over. Not from the inside, but from the outside. The inside is pretty
comfortable for the most part.
Legs and Feet:Sometimes like trees with roots, but the roots are
not planted. Also sometimes like 2 windblown leaves gliding along.
Either way, rarely feeling useful or confident anymore. |
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1. head/ short reddish-brown
hair, choppy bangs, long/oval face.
2. thin arms with tattoo of Scythian stag on left arm. Boobs, on
the smaller side. Torso, thin.
3. Bigger butt (not huge, though), somewhat muscular legs. I often
stand with my legs crossed possibly one leg is shorter than the
other. My left foot has a screw in the big toe and my right foot
has a bunion. |
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I am inTaiwan. My
head is perpetually glowing from the tropical climate sweat
and from the euphoric culture shock. My perfume is Burt's Bees'
insect repellant. I wear a mysterious pendant from my tribe
to announce my role as 'visiting goddess "
I am in Taiwan. I am working on a public art project. My hands
have little nicks and cuts, and have a mild rash from paper
mache paste. I wear a watch and bracelets. There is paint on
my forearms and hands and nails. I have clay under my nails.
I am in Taiwan. I have waterproof gortex shoes. I have insect
repellant on my legs. I wear brightly colored socks that I buy
for 30 cents at the chaotic morning market. The socks stand
is in between the fragrant liliies and the raw pig intestines
stand. Sometimes I hide a little white mouse puppet in my socks
(only if I don't have pockets).
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Head: egg shaped,
brown and pale, thin with edges, blue dots, black plastic boxed,
confused at times
Arms/torso: blue wool, thin with ribs, brown, leaves, dirt, still
for a minute, then moving again
Legs/feet: bent up and straightening, leather and corduroy with
wrinkles |
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(1) head -- Divided and questioning so much that once seemed certain,
yet sniffing my way to a future I believe I want.
(2) arms/torso -- Aching to be filled and pressed and held captive
by my lover's arms/torso in a way which has eluded us since we met.
(3) legs/feet -- Willing and trying, trying, trying to run in the
right direction at the right time if I could find it while; hopefully
refrained from tapping too impatiently when I sense disinterest
in others' stories or frustration at what I perceive as their hesitation
in life. |
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1) I tend to
get lost in my thoughts. People tell me I look sad or upset but
I'm just thinking, contemplating, planning for the future, reflecting
on the past, daydreaming about things that may or may not come to
fruition. I'm quiet but when I start talking, what I say is meaningful
(I hope so anyway).
2) This area gives me tons of headaches. Everything's either too
broad or too round.
3) What to say about this part? I have two left feet. Can't really
dance that well. |
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1) Handles like the
ones on ski poles, one on either side. Eyes that spiral conically
inward. Big, straight, square teeth in a small mouth. Skin texture
is like that of an avocado.
2) Primitive robotic arms that look as though they were made from
a child's toy construction kit. Dinosaur head grabber-arm hands.
Cylindrical body, like a giant paper towel roll.
3) Delicious looking legs in the shape of large turkey drumsticks.
They have a just-roasted sheen to them. Feet are covered by classic
70's running shoes. |
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1) Head:Inside: • prone to cursory analytical thought with
excursions into thorough analyses of seeming minutiae• Earlier
in life, essentially a sponge for knowledge of all things academic
except for history (never been so good at memorizing names). At
present, the repository remains, but recall circuits are clogged
– I believe it is all still there, but locked away, awaiting
trigger by random mnemonics.• Equal usage of left and right
hemispheres• Enjoys vodka marinades • Use of the occasional
Xanax for sleep aid purposes• Greatly influenced by the
Pixies and Brian Eno as well as NOVA and Frontline• Hasn’t
quite answered all the existential questionsOutside:• smallish,
oval, slightly asymmetrical, cheekbones of the Scandinavian ancestry,
often bespectacled with a special pair for the laboratory - complete
with protective side shields• aux yeux bleus• Hair
of light brown that hasn’t been snipped in over a year and
is greatly in need of a new “style” though due to
aversion to most preening activities, it will most likely remain
as is until a generous friend offers to help settle the dilemma.
• Widow’s peak but free of cowlicks• Virgin
ears of 31 years• Lips, as of late, on the dry side•
All teeth are true except for 2 crowns required as a result of
a freakish bicycle accident years ago – no fillings, no
whitening, relatively straight smile thanks to 3 years of wire-heavy
orthodontia (complete with rubber bands and headgear – worn
only in slumber) in early adolescence• Mouth with a propensity
toward a natural frown• Never a brow that required plucking
(this, I have been told, is enviable) • Least favorite attribute:
nose especially when viewed in profile Arms/Torso: • shoulders
broad • arms larger toward the top, but with pronounced
triceps development underneath the fat – should put more
effort into toning • hands small with fingers prone to hangnails
and friendly cat scratches • nails that easily tear and
bend, but are never painted • recent development of tendonitis
in the right forearm that has necessitated chiropractic aid –
most likely caused by gardening, do-it-yourself printmaking (wooden
spoon) and 9-key entry • small breasts with a natural sag
• hips - pretty nonexistent so men’s Levi’s
are the only way to go • large mass of scar tissue above
the left posterior hip – due to same bicycle accident that
resulted in 2 crowns – that limits range of motion in some
stretching poses• mole on upper left quadrant of the back
that probably should be removed • strong core muscles, but
still much flesh to hold onto around the midsect Legs:•
Long legs • quite flexible (splits front to back both legs
easily attained, but not side to side) • unshaven above
the knees • blindingly pale flesh with great visibility
of blue veins • strong quadriceps, but rather chicken-like
as you descend • healthy knees • most comfortable
in men’s cut jeans and/or those pants that have a fat cuff
Feet:• high arches and narrow width • partial to striped
socks of the knee length variety, but have recently been seen
in various floral prints• no toe longer than the big toe•
pronating • once upon a time there was a sole freckle on
the left little piggy but it seems to have disappeared•
never an ankle twisted• upper right hamstring pull that
has flared up off and on for the past 4 years• proper footwear
required• anything with a heel need not apply |
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1) I am half
Swiss and Japanese. A scramble of cheese and fish. Or breadand rice.
2) Assertive but not glamorous
3) Stubby like the toes of an Inuit. |
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head: face
round like a pie plate. hair short but in a few months just like
robert smith from the cure unless i wash it (like i did today for
parent teacerconference!) at which point is is flat and shiny. blue
eyes. nose ring. thats my head. arms, torso: chubby and tan. and
tatooed on the arms.birds and planes. my sister is a physician and
shetold me i am thick. which i took as a compliment, considering
she is disapproving of my lifestyle legs, feet: when i was on a
canoe trip in missouri with some junior high kids i got sunburned
on my thighs and one kid told me my legs looked like pork! he was
right. but i have beautiful feet. i was a dancer for many, many
years, and i still dance at parties, but my feet are the only evidence
i have. high arches. so high. |
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Head - Bushy-haired
bloke, black man's nose and lips (but I am a white man), coffee
stains on teeth, 5 o'clock shadow
Torso - slight love handles, inny belly button (sort of deep), very
hairy except for on the sides, racing stripes on sides
Legs - muscular legs, big calf muscles, stubby, not as long as torso
Feet - Basic size 11 with hair on the toe knuckles |
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my head: i
have black eyes. not brown. black. half slitted from the half asian
genes. quiet eyes. observant. a greasy stoic nose. i now have facial
hair. i've been trying to grow it out, with varying degrees of success.
sometimes i even look like a man though i still get carded for cigarettes
at my neighborhood corner store. I have taken up smoking more seriously.
Does it show on my face? Are there smoking wrinkles now to accompany
the smiling and confused wrinkles that are slowly being folded into
my skin?I've been cutting my own hair, black hair (maybe brown)
for years, though it still usually looks better when a girls does
it for me. I used to think that I have my mother's asian hair, but
sometimes I think I actually have my father's jewish hair, which
is sad, not because he's jewish, but rather because he's bald.
my arms/torso: my arms are tools, and if one looks closely it is apparent in which practices they assist: callused hands from biking. bitten up fingernails from thinking. I often find small cuts and abrasions on my hands and arms without ever knowing the sources of these minor injuries. my veins along my forearms bulge, more so than others i have been told. i like buttons on my shirts. and I like ties around my neck, but I forget how to tie them, and so most my ties are permanently in the 'tie' position, never to be unwound.
my legs/feet: my legs were trained on the tumbling mats of chicago gymnasiums, on the frisbee fields of montreal, and now find themselves on the hills of san francisco, pushing my mass forwards on two wheels. I definitively have biker legs now. They have always been strong, but the muscles now remind me of those of caricatures of tour de france riders. I can generally ride bikes faster, climb trees higher, and jump mailboxes better than most people I know. I am thankful for my legs. They make me want to wear my short-short bathing suit all the time, especially when inappropriate, because they make me feel happy and silly. I am also pigeon-toed |
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I've never
looked in a mirror so I can't tell you exactly what my head looks
like, but I can tell you it feels different from day to day depending
on how well I sleep, and what I choose to put into it's orphuses
the day before. Today it feels very light, and egg-shaped. Long
strands of threads coming out the top, that I consult a "stylist"
about every 2 months or so. I pay her alot of money and she cuts
and colors the threads and tells me I'm beautiful. But I never once,
look in the mirror. The other day I got a facial. Again, paid money
to have have an "esthetian?" put smear cream all over
my face and put cold wet cotton swabs over my eyes and fell asleep
under some kind of dinosaur machine that blew warm steam on my face.
Now it feels like porcelain. But I don't know what it looks like,
I don't look in mirrors. Then I went to a makeup counter because
I was told that if I paint my face it will protect me from the outside
world. This woman pulled out bright colors of red, green, and blue
and applied them on my face with brushes and sponges. A regular
Matisse, I guess. Then sh told me I was beautiful and asked me if
I'd like to look in the mirror. I said "no thanks", gave
her all my money, and went on my merry way.Because I'm a warrior,
I train my arms and legs to be lean and strong. No one ever messes
with me, probably because of the face paint, so I rarely have to
use them as self-defense. I'd rather use them to hug. |
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Head: slightly round
with a squared off jaw. Short brown hair. Blue eyes. Small lips,
ears and nose.
Arms/torso: left arm has swallow tattoos above an arm band with
stars and then a heart tattoo on forearm. right arm has large, art
nouveauesque winged design on tricep area. Torso is thin and not
too noteworthy.
Legs/feet: Regular "guy" legs with small feet. |
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My arms are
flailing, my legs are convulting, and my head is spiraling. |
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(1)Head,
great big cheeks, and sparkling brown eyeswith super long lashes.
My hair is blond and shortish. I have a big smile most of the
time with smaller teeth than you, I'm guessing. My skin is so
soft and smooth right now.
(2)arms/torso, My hands are a little chubby but very cute. I cover
up with clothes most of the time, but don't have any marks natural
or man made to distinguish me from others, although I am a lot
shorter than most and have silky skin. I love showing off my belly
button, which is an outty by the way.
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legs/feet, they keep me moving all day. I'm always on the go,
running jumping jumping!! I sometimes wearfunny bunny blue slippers. |
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Head: The creative source
of so much... including endless permutations of thought, dreams,
flights of fancy... and the place from which double hair follicles
have produced ample locks to be cut, colored, crimped, styled every
which way for decades for the edification of morning primping...
though I shall never master the art of the blow dryer.
Arms/Torso: Ah, the waist, with it's ability to expand and contract
and signal ripeness and cues about "It's a boy... no... it's
got to be a girl from the way you're carrying," to a place
of haunting loss: of health, youth, shape, life.
Legs/Feet: The metaphoric region of "groundedness" - of
being grounded by the body, anchored to the earth yet able to maneuver
through the ocean, of reminded to walk in the shoes of others to
keep the heart open... and best of all... to have your feet on the
ground and your head in the clouds... simultaneously. |
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I am a 29 yr old Indian
women. Short and stout and ya round as a tea pot too. |
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