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Delilah. My hair is neatly combed and fixed with flowery hair clips. As I stare at myself in the mirror, I can hardly believe it. The make up artist used a smooth foundation that matches my skin tone, giving my face a natural, radiant glow. An orange, delicate blush and highlights on cheeks, adding a subtle flush of color. There is a peach colored eyeshadow on my eyes with a bit of glitter. My eyelashes are not too voluminous, they are natural and they are darkened with mascara. My cherry lips are adorned with a shade of lipstick that compliments the overall look, Susan said my face would make any bend his knee before me. I don’t believe her one bit. My dress is an artwork in itself. A white, one-cross arm dress that is made with delicate and virtuous material. It brings about a visi