I met Beauty before I met Amelia. The first time I saw Beauty I believed the name did fit her perfectly well, because she was indeed beautiful.
"I like your fit. Where did you get it?" I liked what she looked like. I liked the top and the trouser. Her outfit was not regular. "You are looking at the creator of this look!" She beeped at me, she smiled so deeply.
I bet we would get along with this lady, I thought.
"You made what exactly?" I was so surprised.
"I made this," she said, touching her top. "This!"She touched her pants, "And this thingy, I'm usingto hold my hair."
"I believe in making my spongies." She was happy as she spoke
"Spongies?" I really had never heard of that. Myhead wasn't there at the moment. I had my own problems; I was just dealing with life as life came to me.
"Yes, this Ribbon thing ladies use to hold their hair." She turned around taking my hand to feel it.
