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Rubenesque Quotes

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Dominique Eastwick
“One minute she was just this woman I worked with, the next, she was this woman I couldn't go an hour without seeing.”
Dominique Eastwick, Tony's Haven

Dominique Eastwick
“He's naked," she said in a whisper louder than a yell.
"He knows," Cyrus said.
"Does he want a blanket?"
"Apparently not.”
Dominique Eastwick, Shifting Hearts

Dominique Eastwick
“I’m going to kiss you, and we’re going to see just how moved on you are.”
Dominique Eastwick, Kissing the Tycoon

“We should be able to time travel," he said. "Back to an age when society was kinder to the Rubenesque woman."

"Hmph." I wasn't able to say much.

"I'd love that. I love softness. Love curves. The more, the better."

"D'you really?"

"Why wouldn't I? Think of all the words associated with a bit of extra flesh. Generous. Ample. Voluptuous. Bountiful. Beautiful, sensual words. Contrast them with their opposites. Mean. Insufficient. Meager. Miserly."

I snuffled into his velvet jerkin or doublet or whatever it was and looked up at him. "You should be a professional morale booster," I told him. "You're very kind to say all this but --"

"Kind?" he burst out. "No, I'm not kind! I don't feel sorry for you. I want you.”
Justine Elyot, Curvy Girls

Dominique Eastwick
“Have you ever seen Russian nesting dolls?”

Thrown by the questions, she opened her eyes. Why would he suddenly speak about a child’s toy? “I own a few of them.”

“Then you must understand that undressing you is like playing with one of those dolls. I open one to find another beneath it. I took away your gown to find you are still as clothed as you were a moment ago and I wonder how many more layers I will have to work through to get down to you—the doll I’m searching for.”
Dominique Eastwick, The Duke and the Virgin

Nadia El-Fassi
“So this was Rosemary Shaw. The woman who had tried to get him pulled from the movie. She was nothing like Ellis had expected, when he'd imagined their meeting. No, instead, he was faced with a haughty little North American woman who looked like she'd just stepped out of a Pre-Raphaelite painting. Her long wavy copper hair was plaited back, exposing the smooth, pale column of her neck, and her face was framed with cat's-eye glasses that only served to accentuate her piercing gaze. She was young, younger than many of the screenwriters he knew. There was a sunniness about her that spoke of someone who wasn't yet as disillusioned with the industry as he was. Peachy, that's how he'd describe her.”
Nadia El-Fassi, Love at First Fright