To Be The Beautiful You Novels & Stories

Mine does too, But I learnt to smile, Against all odds. Heartbreak, Trauma, Depression, They made a home in me, Did they try same with you too? You're the kind of broken, That people far and wide, Would one day come to watch. Your scars would be beautiful, It'll shine for all to see. You're a different kind of beautiful, You're broken beautiful. A masterpiece, Most times isn't perfect. It's the flaws, That creates art. Be proud of yourself,

“Why not show them behind the scenes, the real you without those glamours and luxury around you.” “Thanks.” She swallowed and dropped her gaze. “Sorry. I was hard on you. As far as I can see, you are more beautiful by just being you. Like how you are with me right now.” “This is also me.” She gestured to herself. “Then be you. Can you swim?” “Yeah.” “Why?” “Because you and I are gonna swim.”

I decided to break the silence. “The city is beautiful.”. I said calmly. It really was. Especially since I hadn't seen it in months. It used to look so ordinary to me, now it felt like a breath of fresh air. I guess you really don't know the worth of something till you lose it. “Yes, it really is.”. He said calmly. I always wondered how and why he kept such a stoic expression. I had to admit though, it did make him look more attractive. I had to come to terms with the fact that despite his previous actions, this man was drop dead gorgeous! I really couldn't keep denying it.

she couldn't fool me even if she tried I could see that everybody was staring at me. Like Darcus had said earlier I was going to be the center of Attraction and attraction I was. "Some people over there have been murmuring about how you are one of the most beautiful women here tonight. Do you consider yourself beautiful?" Even if I did I wasn't going to explain to her how I felt because it was of no essence. "I think you are also beautiful yourself and I don't think we should pay much attention to how we look , instead we should pay more attention to how we treat others. That is the hallmark of being beautiful not really by what you can give to people." I responded immediately, cutting her o

Picking a dress was very easy for me, the staff kept complimenting my beauty and I couldn’t help but blush . I loved the look, and it complimented my figure and hugged my curves in the right places. Next, I needed a new hairstyle. I wanted to go bold and blonde, something to make me completely stand out from how I used to look. I got to the salon and immediately transformed into a blonde beauty, just like the movie stars.

Hee, hee, hee. Come on, Isabella, don't falter now. Show the world who you truly are today; no more hiding. You need to feel beautiful, valued, and admired, for you. Dress up and step out to experience life as the woman you truly are – a very beautiful one. All that's needed are the right clothes and shoes. Will I possess anything suitable?

Estrella, you're filmed beautiful too! "Of course. I am beautiful."

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Esrath: “Okay.” I get up and brush my hair as I throw on my mother's Prom Dress that was a navy-blue cocktail dress that had an ombre affect to it, I threw on my black laced heels that went about my knee; I applied lipstick on my lips that were chapped but took it off to apply chap stick on them to soften them up, I then applied the plum shaded lipstick to my lips. My mother had given me her pearl set which included a pearl and Saphire bracelet and earrings that were laced with gold streaks, it also had a pearl necklace that was also laced with gold streaks in it and had real diamond shards inside of them. I then put some deodorant on and applied the Beyonce perfume that smelt like rosebuds

Beatrice I wake up bright and early, nerves already buzzing in my stomach. It's my first official day on the job, and I'm determined to make a good first impression. No oversleeping. No screw-ups. After a quick shower, I dry off and pull my hair into a single braid. Tight and simple. Keeps it out of my face and makes me look a little more put together than I feel. I stare at my reflection, inhaling slowly. You got this, I whisper to myself, even if I don't entirely believe it yet.