It’s not hard to love me because I am BEAUTIFUL.

I walk around New York City with my head held up high —as usual. 

And people stare at my big curly hair like I’m delusional.

But I thank my ancestors for the gift that they gave me. 

And if they were here to see how flawless I have become they too would agree.

It's about my roots that traveled from the Black Sea. 

Who made me FIVE FEET and not model size. 

Or made me tall like a tree.

But it’s about my personality.

Perfection is what

I AM!!