Judge Someone By Their Appearance Novels & Stories

People waiting in line all showed expressions of astonishment and began whispering among themselves. “Look carefully—that’s a Vana,” the other Aesir judge said, nudging the one who had given the score. “I know. But don’t you think that in terms of appearance, temperament, and voice, she’s absolutely flawless? If I don’t give full marks, my conscience won’t allow it.” “Yes, she’s very beautiful, but that doesn’t stop me from scoring.” So he gave me a big zero.

He pushed down my body's back flat on the floor. I pushed him away from me with my both hands while breaking into tears but like a non-living being, like a demon, he didn't show any mercy. I am regretting coming here without informing my family and regretting not listing my driver's suggestions. I judged him by his appearance but the truth is that which I learnt today that ' if someone is good looking doesn't mean that he or she is beautiful heart person and if someone is ugly looking by their appearance is doesn't mean that he or she is harmful or scary '

Given the nature of women - the desire to look the most attractive? - Most likely - the taste is completely absent. - It's not about taste - it's a disguise, - Alex chuckled in disbelief, - Judge for yourself - a ridiculous hairstyle that does not decorate her, but rather repels her. Lack of make-up, appropriate clothing, does not emphasize the figure - there is nothing to catch the eye, faded, boring. Imagine seeing her in a crowd, would you remember her? - It is unlikely. - With the first figured out, what did you say next?

The heat of his gaze was still stamped on the exposed parts of my body as he dragged his eyes back to my face. "You shouldn't bother yourself too much. Dressing up like a whore won't get a raise out of any of the three of us and the only male you'd probably get his attention is our dad, not like that'd be too bad of an option for you." My anger intensified. "Do you always judge ladies on your first meetings?" "Suspicious ones that are dressed like they're begging to get fucked and trying to dig their fangs into wealthy homes." I opened my mouth to talk but he was suddenly out and I was alone.

She knew I was already mocking her. Well, she’s unfair. She’s telling me not to judge someone I just met, but she did think that he’s kind without even knowing him. She can’t just say one thing and then contradict her statement the next second. “I know his family’s reputation,” she stated. “I’m pretty sure he’s raised in a nice environment.” I stared at her blankly. She’s already breaking what she just said. “Now, you’re the one judging.” “That’s complimenting based on given facts, Eunice. Judging is saying observations that are not really pleasant.”

Oh, Leonardo was really confused now. But suddenly he remembered the words of someone he knew quite well. A senior manager had advised him not to judge someone by their appearance alone. Sometimes appearances can be very deceiving. There are many people who look so cool on the outside and even have a strong aura, supported by all their branded clothes. But, outward appearances do not reflect the contents of a person's wallet at all. Many of them actually have no money because everything they show off is nothing but a facade. Meanwhile, there are also people who have unlimited wealth but present a simple image.

I said. Adele turns to me with a horrified look, while I just stand there smiling at her. I hope the other woman would slap her across the face, but it never go has I want it to. Instead, she said. "That is very rude of you. To be judging people by their appearance is just shitty. I hope you can always look well put together and have it all because there will be a day when it all comes crashing down." "Sorry, but I wasn't even talking about you."

“You were supposed to laugh. I was trying to be funny, not flirt with you, jeez.” She caught his eye roll and quickly looked away. “Oh, my bad. Ha ha!” With one last, quick look, she handed him his receipt, then helped him pack his items in the grocery bag. Just because you had beautiful eyes and smelled nice didn’t give you the right to be a fool. Throw in someone to test it with. What an idiot! Her mother had warned her never to judge men by appearance. Most handsome men don’t mature early, she had said. Translation: Most handsome men were dumb as a brick. This one was proof that her mother was right.

Gabriella frowned at this and said, "But Josie, compare to you, Rose look so much younger, she must be more famous in the village, isn't it?" Rose sighed and said, "Josie is much more famous in the village more than you know, Gabby. Each person had their qualities and I think it is best if they look at them from the qualities rather than appearance." "The person who like you by your qualities would stay beside you much longer than those who only like your appearance and wealth, cousin," added Josie with her smile widening. "I doubt you know this seeing how often people come rushing for your wealth." Josie covered her mouth and her laughter while making her way inside the house as Rose did th

Just someone he met on the road. I slowly removed the heavy gown I was wearing, letting it fall to the floor before turning to look at myself in the mirror. I stared for a long time. Several times, I had begged God to make me less beautiful. Maybe I wouldn’t have ended up like this. Judge was obsessed with my hair, face, and body. To him, I was never a person. I was his property. My knees gave out beneath me. I dropped to the floor, the cold surface pressing against my skin.