Clad in a thick cotton blue nightgown, Phina stood before the tall, ornate mirror. Phina delicately ran one hand over the margins of her hairline, folding the other under her bosom.
She took a long time to look at herself in the mirror. She was honest with herself: she looked stunning. The bridal makeup looked amazing. In addition to the honey-colored eye contact she wore, her appearance was completely transformed. She praises the efforts of her best friend. Since she applied makeup flawlessly, she couldn't be more proud of herself.
In the end, she declared her love for her appearance. She had such pride in her appearance. She eagerly anticipated seeing Patrick's reaction upon seeing her.
She had not seen him since the day following the engagement ceremony. She hadn't seen him since the phone call early that morning.