As she entered the room, every eye turned in her direction, mine included. She was not the most beautiful woman present. There were others there who's faces could have graced the covers of Vogue or Elle. She was not the tallest, shortest, heaviest, or thinnest woman there. Others could place claims on those superlatives, too. Initially, it wasn't anything you could immediately put your finger on, but whatever it was, she just simply had it, and she carried it like few women ever could. What makes a woman... Read entire article: click here
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