she woke up,
brushed her teeth and washed her face.
it was so refreshing,
the water was warm and her face was squeaky clean.
she looked her face on the mirror,
blemishes,
scars,
unplucked eyebrows,
acnes.
did she hated it?
the answer was,
NO.
she loved her imperfections.
she whispered to herself,
"im perfect, with my imperfections".