She was fantastically gorgeous, so much so that her words sound like a fragile utopian glass that would shatter horrendously on Earth in about five minutes. Her smile is so beautiful. Like the loveliest sunset.
When I met her, I realized that she was even more captivating in the flesh than she was in photographs. And when I talked to her, I also realized that her beauty was sprung directly from her soul, and proved that physical features count little unless they are illumined from within.
Still, want more reasons? She has a perfect body. Clothes yearn to tightly hold her like a baby yearns for its mother’s breast. She is one of those people that might put on a rug today and tomorrow, it’s a new fashion trend. The style is her middle name.
She also has an ethereal sort of look to her, as though I’m looking at a piece of art. There is no carnal desire there — just a bewitching beauty. That is why she’s our Queen today. Get some blessings before you head for Nyege Nyege by following her on Instagram: santinasasha
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