Day 81 was the second day of the conference. Lots of people saw me in the news and the newsletter. I kept getting complimented by random people and more and more of my friends texted me to say how pretty I looked and how they were all so proud of me.
But this shouldn't matter much: I should be proud of myself.
I don't even remember what I did that evening but I think that I went to see L. Dunno, I forgot.
I kept thinking to myself: God, this is great but not exactly what I had in mind. I want something different, please.
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A beautiful model wearing beautiful designs: Muhra designs in Kuwait 
Till we meet again,
Sedeso
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