That’s right, I’m going there. I love beauty. I love painting my nails. I love finding antique looking bracelets and, on occasion, I do buy them. I love to braid, twist, and pin my hair up. In fact, I love when the sun’s warm glow graces my head and brings out all those natural highlights you don’t normally see in my dark tresses, or when the wind swirls wisps of hair around my face. When I’m out in the cold, and Jack Frost is nipping at my nose, I love the rosy glow that dots my cheeks. I love making a quick turn and feeling my skirt swirl around my legs. To tell the truth, I am incredibly fond of my fingerless gloves and wear them whenever possible. And furthermore, I love when Daddy or one of the boys (my brothers are the boys, by the way) tells me how pretty I look.
