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I had a moment the other day that made me think of this thread... I was getting ready for work, and happened to glance up as I was passing by the mirror. I won't get into what I normally see, or what I normally have problems with, since that isn't the point of this thread.
But...for an instant...my hair fell perfectly. Makeup was good. I was wearing a tank and a pair of boyshorts, and they seemed like they were cut exactly for my body. Everything was right, and for once, I didn't see anything I wanted to change. I smiled, and it was like, "whoa...I actually feel pretty!" It was a totally great feeling.
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"...for though she was ordinary, she possessed health, wit, courage, charm, and cheerfulness. But because she was not beautiful, no one ever seemed to notice these other qualities, which is so often the way of the world."
"Tell me, what is it you plan to do with your one wild and precious life?"
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