She was beautiful, with full red lips and big green eyes.

But it seemed to me that she had never been beautiful with so little excuse.

She was beautiful, with her big eyes and thin face.

She was quite beautiful, with fair skin and golden hair.

The woman was beautiful, with light hair and a mysterious smile.

She was beautiful, happy, with a family that loved her.

"I have seen a lot of young ladies who are beautiful but with a hard heart," she says.

By Christ, she was just as beautiful with her clothes on.

She was beautiful, with long dark hair and blue eyes.

And she was just as beautiful, even with the scar.