a nose - quotes and descriptions to inspire creative writing
The man's nose was the star of his face, and not in a good way. It stuck out like a pinch of clay fashioned into a beak. It was arched, but not in a regal way. He looked like a carnival mask painted in fleshy tones, it was odd to see something that shape covered in real skin and stubble. The look was made more pronounced by the thick black eyeliner he wore day and night, so that his eyes seemed to peer from behind his face rather than within it.
The girl had a nose like a cartoon character, or one drawn by a lazy artist at least. The bridge was so low-profile as to be barely there at all; so that on a face of skin all the same honeyed hue, her nose was a bump just above her dusky pink lips. There was no two ways about it, she was cute. Now all Jared had to do was work up the nerve to talk to her. He watched her approach, willing her to drop something so he could return it.
Warren's nose was a consequence of his love of rugby and his propensity to tackle hard. It had started out the way many millions of euro-caucasian noses do, kinda straight and narrow. Now it was more bent than an old stile warped by heavy rains. Every time he broke it he'd joke about having to change his passport photo all over again, or perhaps that with his new face he could be a spy again. His wife would just wince and keep replacing the gauze until the bleeding stopped, his kids laughed along, telling him how awful he looked.
Amelia was as white as any of her classmates. She had a honey kiss to her brown hair and her eyes were a bright hazel. No-one noticed that her nose was wide and flat, a gift from her beloved grandmother. It was a little part of her to remind her of the caribbean culture she adored. Cooking with Grandma, with her spiced fish and rice, was quite her favourite way to spend a Sunday afternoon after church.
Were it not for his nose, Leo would be handsome in that billboard-underwear-model kind of way. Instead his roman arch gave him a distinction that wasn't apparent until he neared thirty. Then he was the man of choice for the ladies over his button nosed friends. He'd been wed at just twenty-two and never worn his ring until he figured it would be easier than turning down the propositions, even then they didn't stop entirely. For some it only intensified their fantasies. At night he would cuddle up with his Dora, never telling her of his admirers. What would be the point? To brag? No, she had fallen before him long before he'd grown into his features and he wouldn't have her made insecure.
She peered over her spectacles, tilting her head forwards, the light metal frames gliding a few millimetres down her beaky nose. It was just enough for Claire to see that behind those half-moon lenses were kindly eyes of grey, not filled with anything but a soft curiosity.
From under long blonde bangs shone eyes the colour of wet earth, and below that a nose so freckled that the brown splotches overlapped much like fall leaves after a wind storm. Her smile was warm with a hint of shyness. I loved her already.
Tara was trying not to stare at his nose but she kept finding her eyes had diverted to it. One moment they were obediently on his red-rimmed eyes and the next they were rested on the bloody mess that had been a perfectly ordinary nose only hours before.; so ordinary in fact that she could not recall what it had looked like.
large, small, bulbous, aquiline, Grecian, spreading, squashed, bumpy, humped, crooked, broken, bloody, straight, hooked, pert, flat, freckled, veined, sun-spotted, pink, red, dripping, sniffling, twitching, honking, wrinckled, stopped-up, crinkled, snotty, congested, germy, frostbittn, sunburned, peeling, thin, narrow
Large nasal protrusion, elongated trunk.
Like a little potato, the size of a baby’s closed fist.
beaked, short, long, slightly flared nostrils, high arched, button nose, snub nosed