Pretty is such a weighted word. I could be wearing the prettiest dress, but may not feel pretty at all. Pretty, as is every other adjective, takes root in our soul and spreads outward. When I smile I feel pretty. The confidence my little one gives me makes me fell pretty. I feel most pretty after my shower when I’ve used my favorite body wash, conditioned my hair with Moroccan oil, moisturized my skin with luxurious, silky lotion, and washed my softened my face with L’Occitane en Provence”s Angelica cleanser and cream. My body and my soul are awake, alert and most of all, feeling pretty.