Novel & Cerita Como Saber Si Soy Fea

I stared at my reflection for a while and slowly tried to create a curve on my lips. Smiling is really not for me. I have never stared at my face this long ever since. I wasn't really conscious about how I looked, but I know I can do a lot with this face. After all, people are all about looks and physical appearance. Nobody cares if you're kind, bad, smart, or dumb. As long as you have a really great visual, you will be loved by tons. And that is a fact. A sad reality, but I'm not sorry about it since I am gorgeous.

, She asked, raising an eyebrow. "Noticed what?", asked Ami in an alarmed tone. "Does it not fit me, do I look horrible, ugly?" Mabel smiled knowingly. "You look gorgeous, yours is a body shape most girls will die for, a petite hourglass body. Thank goodness you are always covered properly, otherwise I will have no chance at beauty pageants.With your pretty face and gorgeous body, you sure will give those girls a run for their money." "Pish posh," cried Ami, ``I am too short, how can I be gorgeous?"

Since then, I promised myself I really had to make sure that if I meet some guy to date, he has to be the competent, sincere, and trustworthy one. Oh, sorry... I just blurted out everything without introducing myself. I’m Anita Meyer, 22 years old, not dating anyone right now (as you already know), 155 cm short, medium brown pixie-look hair (my mother said it is my signature Tinkerbell look), greenish-brown eyes (which I count as one of my best features because it’s pretty unique), a heart-shaped face (which always makes my cheek looks chubby, no matter how many kilograms I lost), and a little curvier figures than I probably should (some people said I’m a little overweight, but I count it as

But when I count in my personality, I give myself a ten. Once when I told a friend-enemy that I was a ten in my book, she called me vain. But I just told her I was speaking honestly. My mother always told me to judge myself honestly and to stay sweet. Because a poor personality can sour even a pretty face. My mother also said to admit if you find yourself attractive. Because if you lie and say you find yourself ugly when you don't, you become a liar. And liars aren't pretty.

"Do I really look twenty?" Amelia nodded. "Honestly, even saying twenty is too much. You look even younger." "Haha!" The lady boss beamed. "I like how you talk." Amelia, however, looked a bit melancholy. "Sigh, but I'm different. My face lacks collagen, and these days, society is so harsh on women. You have to be thin and beautiful, or no one will notice you." The lady boss held her hand. "With your figure and looks, you're top-notch. If I were as perfect as you, I wouldn't have gone to the beauty club at all."

Carolyn pouted, "Why don't these women take a look at themselves in the mirror? What do they have to compare with my aunt Zoey?" Leanna hugged Zoey's shoulders and said, "These days, there are few people who feel inferior, but there are many who are arrogant! Most importantly, no one thinks they are ugly, and even if they are, it doesn't matter because they can use cosmetic procedures to make up for it."

Bella's POV I stood before the unusually large mirror, taking stock of my reflection. It's hard to believe it's only been a week since I arrived at this...let's call it a "luxurious confinement." My physical appearance has undergone a significant transformation in this short time. My fiery red hair cascades down my back, longer and more vibrant than ever. My skin radiates a warm, golden glow, and my physique has become more defined. I've gained weight, but not the kind that would make me worry about my health. My hips, curves, and bustline have become more pronounced, giving me a more voluptuous figure.

he said in a deceptively soft tone. "I said, I'm not beautiful so please stop saying that. You don't have to give me false flattery," I repeated honestly. "False flattery?" he parroted in the same tone that was making me nervous. "Yes, false flattery. I know what I look like, I have a mirror. I'm not ugly but I'm not gorgeous either. I am what would be considered average. I have average brown hair, average brown eyes, and an average build. I am the normal boring… average. So as much as some women appreciate your flattery, I appreciate honesty."

She said in the same low voice matching my tone. "Nonsense, you could never bother me even if you wanted to" I told her with a sincere smile. She breath out in a frustrated manner and scratched her hair "Am I unattractive?" She asked almost in a whisper. I was taken aback by Lola's question because she's far from unattractive. She had the perfect model look, her oval face, catlike eyes, perfect lips and nose and don't get me started on her body. She was perfect and sometimes I wished I was her. "You are beautiful, Lol"

''If you had been short, overweight and ugly? Her face was cool when she replied him. ''The same thing I am doing now, obeying my husband's instructions'' Then she added as if in an after thought. ''Beauty is nothing but an illusion, it doesn't exist outside the eyes of the beholder. The trick is to get beholden by the right people. But you wouldn't understand that now, would you? You are still beholding the Weruche girl. What's she like?''