this is the perfection that is derived from a class. This social peak of life, could and should be the goal of most people. This seems ridiculous, but we are human. Every one wants to be exquisite, but the truth is that we are all different
taste, style, mindset. a refine way of say something of class, a scene or otherwise. for example; a short little story to go with this.
she walked in with a freshness that was of a summer’s rain, and her eyes widen as she stared at the magnificent sight; the beauty of the room.
the marble floor resembled that of a chess board, while the walls held up paintings that told stories using silent paralanguage along side white alabaster statues of baroque that splashes here and there.
the ivory pillars, the elongated windows reaching for the sky, even the flying arches above…the enticing sight, to put it simply was exquisite.
ahaha, i want to say more but the time is limited.
She had an exquisite air about her; she looked to be born into elegance. Her brunette locks cascaded like waterfalls down her back, her skin was smooth and creamy like milk chocolate, her eyes pierced daggers at all she peered at–though her intention wasn’t deadly.
This exquisite creature sitting before me had, with a simple gesture, snared me with her fingers; the lock of hair she was twirling had caught my eye like a cheap hypnotist’s trick. My heart was slowly swirling into that maddening beat she spun out, a veritable maestro of emotions.
Itsy bitsy painted toes trickled across the ground, swirling giggles into the air, breathing in morning air. Exquisite skin and gentle fingers traced along each of their glitter-shone faces to express their adoration.
It was exquisite, the way he held her hand while the music played. The concert hall was crowded, and the cello player was fantastic, but the way he brushed her knuckles with this thumb, far surpassed the music.
She’s exquisite. That’s all Pete can think as he watches the gates of the family compound close. When his daughter was born, that’s what everyone said: “She’s exquisite.” And Pete believed it, more than that, he lived it, even if he didn’t show it.
utställningen, tavlorna, atmosfären. allt var perfekt. dom utsökt tydliga penseldragen på dom impressionistiska tavlorna och färgerna på dom expressionistiska som uttryckte så många känslor på en och samma gång
i don’t know what to write about this word. In itself, it seems almost to beautiful for me to behold. There is a strength in it, while there is a delicate murmur that shadows the beauty all around it. It is tempting, pulling me in deeper and deeper.
How can a word that envelopes such beauty truly exist? She bent down in the garden, and picked up a flower. Here, it exists, she thought. In the simplicity around us, exquisite exists.
something that is very unique and wonderful in nature
if you like something that is, say exotic, or extremely rare, you will say “c’est exquisite”
:D
Yeah?
perfection. this is how you describe something which takes your breathe away and leaves you awestruck. This is nature and creation and everything around us which is just PERFECT and intricate and just totally amazing in its design and purpose.
Curving into supple crevices accentuated by the caress of coy shadows and delicate sheen, the sculpture was as exquisite as the model who inspired it; yet despite its enhancement of her physical beauty, ultimately, the lifeless stone lacked the allure of her natural charisma.
the way the only woman you could dream about make you feel when she suddenly appears at the corner of the bld st michel and disappears in gaze of lost hopes and dreams.
The first bite shot a cascade of shivers down his spine and gave him goosebumps.
The second bite went similarly to the first, except this time he felt like he could fly.
The golden fruit of this mysterious willow tree was undoubtedly the most exquisite thing he would ever taste…
It was not her normal train and yet the route felt somehow familiar. None of the usual botherings seemed to have the capacity this morning to disturb her. So basking was she in the exquisite after-glow of her night with him….
“Amazing artifacts” she thought, until she realized that it was an object that her late father had sold to the pawn shop. What she didn’t know, was that it was a coin that was made in the 13th century. Shallow people these days, really.
I looked down at my dress. Blue, cut sleeves, slit at the knee. It looked like every other prom dress. Sparkly and too revealing. How to make is special was all I could wonder about. I ran into my mothers room and grabbed her silver locket her grandmother gave her. I looked exquisite now. I looked exquisite until the clasp broke and I lost it during the dance.
Not in my vocabulary. I know what the word means, but I don’t use it. I can’t imagine myself using it. I picture marble floors, high ceilings, like a museum… women with finely sprayed Jackie Kennedy type hair, silk gowns, champaign sipping, crystal glasses, diamonds glistening… everything sparkly.
Even if I were in an environment like that, near something worthy of the term “exquisite,” I’m pretty sure I’d still say something like “Wow! Neato! COOL!!!!”
exquisite is a word used to describe something that is beyond any sort of rational praise. it is so off the chart brilliant that a whole new word had to be invented to describe it, i.e. exquisite.
Exquisite is something you describe something that is of a higher class then normal. Normal eing the average household with the casual things included. Something of this title would be one of a kind, something you’d see in an art museum or even something you’d simply see on television.
Everyday I dream and think of it. Standing there by the field, by the beach, by the railings… Taking one deep breath and looking out at whatever’s in front of me. What huge feast my eyes are entitled to. How exquisite the world is.
he was so exquisite. like an angel, but in a better way that you can ever imagine. his lips were soft and his eyes, oh, his eyes.. so beautiful. like an entire ocean will sink into them. i admired him.
Once upon a time, there was a young girl who lived in the forest. She had never had a truly exquisite meal. Well, except when she was but two years old of age. She had lived with her rich grandmother, who had had the best of cooks. However, things change, and her grandmother passed, as did both of her parents; leaving her a young orphan, free to roam the forest.
his exquisite taste for things made me believe he was from different planet. everybody loved him. when i walked next to him they smiled at me and wondered, how come somebody so ordinary be able to hold his hand. after all i wasn’t like him, not a bit like him to be honest. i was plain and boring and he was just exquisite.
Food is one of the most sensual things humans can experience. Exquisite cuisine is located around the world. We only need to explore the world to be part of the exquisite.
exquisite can be people, places, possibly emotions
it is breathtaking beyond amazing, often beyond reach, divine, beyond perfection
it is something to aim towards, a goal, a graceful ending.
it is a descriptive word, classy in all senses
oh you,
i’ve never seen anyone like you
so pretty, so beautiful
so….
magnificent
but then again, we dont really use you as much as our eyes tell us to
so sophisticated
so elegant
Her exquisite face lit up the night with everything her heart had to offer. Her gentle personality, her quiet laugh, her sad eyes, her shattered yet loving soul. Her porcelain skin glowed in the moonlight and the tears staining her cheeks were like liquid diamonds.
To wear the last of your threaded socks. Everyday of our lives, aging in appreciation. The generations that have lived before us ask “and us?” To savor the past.
this is the perfection that is derived from a class. This social peak of life, could and should be the goal of most people. This seems ridiculous, but we are human. Every one wants to be exquisite, but the truth is that we are all different
By Mattjew on 03.25.2012
taste, style, mindset. a refine way of say something of class, a scene or otherwise. for example; a short little story to go with this.
she walked in with a freshness that was of a summer’s rain, and her eyes widen as she stared at the magnificent sight; the beauty of the room.
the marble floor resembled that of a chess board, while the walls held up paintings that told stories using silent paralanguage along side white alabaster statues of baroque that splashes here and there.
the ivory pillars, the elongated windows reaching for the sky, even the flying arches above…the enticing sight, to put it simply was exquisite.
ahaha, i want to say more but the time is limited.
By chris styles on 03.25.2012
She had an exquisite air about her; she looked to be born into elegance. Her brunette locks cascaded like waterfalls down her back, her skin was smooth and creamy like milk chocolate, her eyes pierced daggers at all she peered at–though her intention wasn’t deadly.
By Desiree J URL on 03.25.2012
This exquisite creature sitting before me had, with a simple gesture, snared me with her fingers; the lock of hair she was twirling had caught my eye like a cheap hypnotist’s trick. My heart was slowly swirling into that maddening beat she spun out, a veritable maestro of emotions.
By vhee URL on 03.25.2012
simply stunning, beyond description, perfection realised, refinery to marvel at. In wonderment
By Julia Berney on 03.25.2012
Itsy bitsy painted toes trickled across the ground, swirling giggles into the air, breathing in morning air. Exquisite skin and gentle fingers traced along each of their glitter-shone faces to express their adoration.
By kaity on 03.25.2012
It was exquisite, the way he held her hand while the music played. The concert hall was crowded, and the cello player was fantastic, but the way he brushed her knuckles with this thumb, far surpassed the music.
By Amanda on 03.25.2012
She’s exquisite. That’s all Pete can think as he watches the gates of the family compound close. When his daughter was born, that’s what everyone said: “She’s exquisite.” And Pete believed it, more than that, he lived it, even if he didn’t show it.
By Cassie URL on 03.25.2012
utställningen, tavlorna, atmosfären. allt var perfekt. dom utsökt tydliga penseldragen på dom impressionistiska tavlorna och färgerna på dom expressionistiska som uttryckte så många känslor på en och samma gång
By Elin on 03.25.2012
i don’t know what to write about this word. In itself, it seems almost to beautiful for me to behold. There is a strength in it, while there is a delicate murmur that shadows the beauty all around it. It is tempting, pulling me in deeper and deeper.
By Emily on 03.25.2012
How can a word that envelopes such beauty truly exist? She bent down in the garden, and picked up a flower. Here, it exists, she thought. In the simplicity around us, exquisite exists.
By EmilyM URL on 03.25.2012
something that is very unique and wonderful in nature
if you like something that is, say exotic, or extremely rare, you will say “c’est exquisite”
:D
Yeah?
By Sheena URL on 03.25.2012
perfection. this is how you describe something which takes your breathe away and leaves you awestruck. This is nature and creation and everything around us which is just PERFECT and intricate and just totally amazing in its design and purpose.
By Chantelle on 03.25.2012
what is exquisite? i think i have heard it somewhere.I have read it somewher. but have i used it anywhere?
i ask myself.
Hmmmm…… oh yes i have
By Aaleahya on 03.25.2012
Curving into supple crevices accentuated by the caress of coy shadows and delicate sheen, the sculpture was as exquisite as the model who inspired it; yet despite its enhancement of her physical beauty, ultimately, the lifeless stone lacked the allure of her natural charisma.
By L. A. Smith URL on 03.25.2012
the way the only woman you could dream about make you feel when she suddenly appears at the corner of the bld st michel and disappears in gaze of lost hopes and dreams.
By Theo on 03.25.2012
The first bite shot a cascade of shivers down his spine and gave him goosebumps.
The second bite went similarly to the first, except this time he felt like he could fly.
The golden fruit of this mysterious willow tree was undoubtedly the most exquisite thing he would ever taste…
By Isaac URL on 03.25.2012
It was not her normal train and yet the route felt somehow familiar. None of the usual botherings seemed to have the capacity this morning to disturb her. So basking was she in the exquisite after-glow of her night with him….
By Julia URL on 03.25.2012
She looked at the feast set before her, eyeing the exquisite chocolate cake in the middle, but this wasn’t meant for her, she was just to watch.
By Mags URL on 03.25.2012
The taste of my lovers tongue.
The smell of fresh lavendar.
The sound of hip hop.
the feeling of falling.
By Kelsey on 03.25.2012
“Amazing artifacts” she thought, until she realized that it was an object that her late father had sold to the pawn shop. What she didn’t know, was that it was a coin that was made in the 13th century. Shallow people these days, really.
By Ophelia URL on 03.25.2012
I looked down at my dress. Blue, cut sleeves, slit at the knee. It looked like every other prom dress. Sparkly and too revealing. How to make is special was all I could wonder about. I ran into my mothers room and grabbed her silver locket her grandmother gave her. I looked exquisite now. I looked exquisite until the clasp broke and I lost it during the dance.
By Julie URL on 03.25.2012
Exquisite
Not in my vocabulary. I know what the word means, but I don’t use it. I can’t imagine myself using it. I picture marble floors, high ceilings, like a museum… women with finely sprayed Jackie Kennedy type hair, silk gowns, champaign sipping, crystal glasses, diamonds glistening… everything sparkly.
Even if I were in an environment like that, near something worthy of the term “exquisite,” I’m pretty sure I’d still say something like “Wow! Neato! COOL!!!!”
By Noisy Quiet URL on 03.25.2012
exquisite is a word used to describe something that is beyond any sort of rational praise. it is so off the chart brilliant that a whole new word had to be invented to describe it, i.e. exquisite.
By Martin Sharkey on 03.25.2012
Exquisite is something you describe something that is of a higher class then normal. Normal eing the average household with the casual things included. Something of this title would be one of a kind, something you’d see in an art museum or even something you’d simply see on television.
By Megan URL on 03.25.2012
an exquisite person would never insult anyone. their taste would be so good, that everyone would agree on their opinion.
By pete on 03.25.2012
Everyday I dream and think of it. Standing there by the field, by the beach, by the railings… Taking one deep breath and looking out at whatever’s in front of me. What huge feast my eyes are entitled to. How exquisite the world is.
By Jamie URL on 03.25.2012
Exquisite. The word means proper in my mind. It makes me think of snooty rich people settleing down for tea. “This tea is exquisite. He he he.”
By kc URL on 03.25.2012
a flower,
or the sea.
that colour a mix between blue and green.
your eyes.
how you make me feel.
sun kissed
autumn wind
By maddie on 03.25.2012
he was so exquisite. like an angel, but in a better way that you can ever imagine. his lips were soft and his eyes, oh, his eyes.. so beautiful. like an entire ocean will sink into them. i admired him.
By katja on 03.25.2012
Once upon a time, there was a young girl who lived in the forest. She had never had a truly exquisite meal. Well, except when she was but two years old of age. She had lived with her rich grandmother, who had had the best of cooks. However, things change, and her grandmother passed, as did both of her parents; leaving her a young orphan, free to roam the forest.
By Courtney URL on 03.25.2012
his exquisite taste for things made me believe he was from different planet. everybody loved him. when i walked next to him they smiled at me and wondered, how come somebody so ordinary be able to hold his hand. after all i wasn’t like him, not a bit like him to be honest. i was plain and boring and he was just exquisite.
By katja URL on 03.25.2012
Food is one of the most sensual things humans can experience. Exquisite cuisine is located around the world. We only need to explore the world to be part of the exquisite.
By Play on 03.25.2012
exquisite can be people, places, possibly emotions
it is breathtaking beyond amazing, often beyond reach, divine, beyond perfection
it is something to aim towards, a goal, a graceful ending.
it is a descriptive word, classy in all senses
By N on 03.25.2012
one word is enough for a wise man. hmm…i don’t know what to write :’(
By Noel Dacara on 03.25.2012
the jewellery adorning her
fingers are exquisite,
i think to myself
By Iffath URL on 03.25.2012
beauty. as I see it everyday. lovely plating. 11 madison park. art. something intangible. happiness. life. love.
By Asha on 03.25.2012
oh you,
i’ve never seen anyone like you
so pretty, so beautiful
so….
magnificent
but then again, we dont really use you as much as our eyes tell us to
so sophisticated
so elegant
By sentosa mam URL on 03.25.2012
Her exquisite face lit up the night with everything her heart had to offer. Her gentle personality, her quiet laugh, her sad eyes, her shattered yet loving soul. Her porcelain skin glowed in the moonlight and the tears staining her cheeks were like liquid diamonds.
By Scarlette Nite on 03.25.2012
To wear the last of your threaded socks. Everyday of our lives, aging in appreciation. The generations that have lived before us ask “and us?” To savor the past.
By Laura on 03.25.2012