Tell a woman, any woman, she is beautiful, and see what happens. Most will thank you gently, but not before an adrenaline rush causes her eyes to twinkle and a beaming smile forces its way past the requiste demure parting of the lips. Eudence of transformation might not be too obvious among the shyer types, but believe me, those words sink deep, albeit slowly, and are treasured in her soul-resurrected every now and again to dispel even the worst bad hair days. The point: beauty is something everybody aspires to. Every woman loved to be told they've made the mark. But really, what is that mark? Defining beauty is an entirely subjective process, to be sure. copyright
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