My name is one very significant name, Omotara but I'll explain that some other day. I am a bright, beautiful young lady and I have my parents to thank. Most of us have been trained to conceptualize the idea of beauty as being perfect. Perfect physique, perfect eyes, perfect lips, perfect hair - in other words, too perfect to be human. The question of who decides who is beautiful is one that has always puzzled me. So I decided to do a bit of 'investigating' on my own.While indulging in a long gist with my girlfriends over lunch, I asked them to define girl who's beautiful. They all sang the same song, the girl with a fine, well chiseled face and a sculptured body. With this I rest my case.
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