I didn't almost recognize the woman staring straight back at me in front of the full-length mirror. Perhaps she was a supermodel…. An actress….A Queen....Or probably the next Miss Universe.
When I urged closer, she moved too. And when I made a sudden graceful turn, she did the same and I finally allowed the awe-inspiring transformation to sink in my head. This is me…. No longer the same insignificant woman anymore...I am now Beatrix Crawford, the daughter of the most influential man in Cordova, sister of the hottest bachelors in town, and the Granddaughter of the woman who once was given the title of the most beautiful woman in her era.
With eyes burning with fire, almost surpassing the glittering gems from the tiara proudly sitting on my head which my grandmother wore on the day she was introduced to the society, I continue gazing at my reflection, with wide unbelieving eyes. Madame Stella volunteered to do my makeover and I must say she did a wonderful job.
