Sacharissa Tugwood's matrix
Sacharissa Tugwood
Beauty that's wasted on a profession like teaching. She should be modeling for my mother's designs.
I've left her a wrinkle cream several times over on her desk and she is clearly not using it. I don't even know why I try.
All that smoking is terrible for his skin - and his appeal. Men and their habits. I probably owe it to him to point it out.
Those outfits? Really? Lost cause. Teaching about Muggles doesn't mean tou should dress like one.
Surprisingly well put-together for a man so busy, though he could do with proper sleep. He'll look far older than he is if he's not mindful.
I do worry that her dueling will lead to scarring. She should be pampered for her surname, not brawling with Brattleby.
Dry hands from turning so many pages. I have a vitamin infused lotion for that. I ought to leave it for her...
Those damn glasses. I'm about to charm them to fit her properly if she doesn't.
I can appreciate a girl with a striking appearance, and her hair is certainly appealing. Always getting into fights, though? Bruises and scrapes do not a cute accessory make.
A mess. A beast. A bloody nightmare. No hope for a girl who can't be bothered.
A kindred spirit in the potions classroom, but he does little to ward off the mess from his experiments. Perhaps I'll teach him a charm to tidy up?
If one chooses to clothe themselves like a hermit, perhaps they should go live in the bloody forest.
Yet another boy who thinks unkempt and devil-may-care appearance is in. Well, I'll tell you who cares about appearance - me. And he should listen.
How can a lovely girl like Irma even be related? No passion. I'll not even bother
Immaculate. Spotlessly put-together. Refined. Well-mannered. A prime example for the rest of the boys.
A pleasant boy who takes care of himself, though his calloused hands are unpleasant. Not allowed to touch me.
A natural beauty with a modest sense. Classic. I do enjoy fantasizing over all the ways I could improve her. She would never let me, though. A shame.
An intimidating beauty. I wouldn't dream of suggesting anything to her. Okay, that's a lie, I'd dream of it, but I wouldn't dare voice it within earshot. Perhaps I'll leave a bruise-reducing cream in her dorms - anonymously, of course.
Such lovely skin, almost translucent. A virgin canvas to paint over and excentuate her best features. I enjoy styling Aida, and she's quite sweet to chat with.
Unsightly hair and his robes are a disaster. How can a boy look windswept fresh out of bed? No matter - he always lets me fuss over him until he's back to perfect, as he should be.
Hay rashes and kneazle scratches do not make for a good look. Sweeting, Merlin willing, will one day just sit still for the sparse six hours I need to remedy the damage she's done to her skin and hair with all those beasts and sunshine.
Perfect facial bone structure, flawless skincare routine, healthy hair... oh, yes she's a lovely girl, too. Very pleasant to chat with.
Flawless complexion, well-maintained appearance, and a good ear for gossip. Ominis, while a bit intimidating at first, is truly a delight. Kinder than I originally thought, too.
They say a person's looks don't reflect their inner being, but Merlin, Sable is gorgeous. I can forgive a bit of a poor personality when she looks like THAT. Why shouldn't she be arrogant? She's earned it. A girl should know her worth.
I don't know how anyone so fashionable can stand to study something as unsightly as ghouls.
There's got to be a way to convince this man that stubble is not a good look. Unless there are more scars under the beard? I shudder to think.
Flying is so bad for the skin, I'm going look into an elixir that shields the face from wind to protect the flesh of frequent fliers... poor thing doesn't know what he's doing to his skin.
There's a certain charm there - I wouldn't mind playing around with her as a dress-up doll for a day.
She's always been nice enough to me. She is always fussing with my hair or clothes. I've found its just easier to let her do what she feels is necessary. She's happy and my hair actually looks tamed for ten minutes before i mess it back up.
A woman after my own heart. The ability to speak the truth is admirable, even if it ruffles some feathers. Saved my arse in third year when my world was at its end (Ran out of my Xeep's Luscious Locks Solution.)
Unpleasant to many, but I can appreciate a peer who can pay a compliment, as well as share useful information. She has loose lips, but that's beneficial to me.
I sincerely wish she would let me pamper her for a day - or several. The stress of running a school is hell on her pores.