pasty-faced

pasty-faced

adj
unattractively pale
Translations

pasty-faced

[ˈpeɪstɪˌfeɪst] ADJpálido, de cara pálida

pasty-faced

adjblass- or bleichgesichtig
References in classic literature ?
Again Watson put him on the floor, broke away, and was thrust back by the pasty-faced circle to duck Patsy's swinging right and effect another clinch.
Sometimes, in the free moments, circling about among the tables as he tried to win the door, the pasty-faced men gripped his coat-tails and flung him back at the swinging right of the on-rushing Patsy.
The Jeddak of Ptarth nodded his assent, but the ugly scowl that he bent upon Matai Shang harbored ill for that pasty-faced godling.
With him lived his two daughters, who overtopped him head and shoulders, and a pasty-faced, lean boy of six, languishing in the dark rooms in blue cotton overalls and clumsy boots, who might have belonged to either one of them or to neither.
You know that pasty-faced servant in the black gloves who stopped the train?"
Frederick Bullock (whose chariot might daily be seen in the Ring, with bullocks or emblazoned on the panels and harness, and three pasty-faced little Bullocks, covered with cockades and feathers, staring from the windows) Mrs.
No, I mean Rosenthall himself, and that pasty-faced beast Purvis.
Console-nation Cup As our league season kicked off in the sun it was kind of depressing to see pasty-faced youths from all corners of the globe holed up in London's 02 Arena for the esports FIFA World Cup.
"I'm fighting every day and I want to use my experience to prevent anyone else going through this." Sarah was never a sun-worshiper, but when she was asked to be a bridesmaid she was told by the bride to get on a sun bed as the bride didn't want a "pasty-faced bridesmaid."
They always seemed to be populated by bald, pasty-faced middleaged blokes with an over-developed paunch and an undeveloped, er, physique.
The pasty-faced minister's indigestion, I hear, over criticism of his half-baked decision is how the cookie crumbles when Tory anti-union malice leaves a sour taste.
After all, nothing gets the high rollers piling into Vegas like the prospect of a five-hour draw between two pasty-faced Russians.