A Girl's Story: Toni

As the curtains slowly parted, She gracefully emerged from the shadows. As her head veered, her extended, luminous, cinnamon locks swayed embracing her every move. The pureness of her intentions and her giving heart radiated through to the cheering audience. Her deep, twinkling, chestnut eyes scanned the crowd, as she began to cascade down the runway. Every man in the crowd openly displayed his overwhelming longing to call her his own. As she firmly grasped the microphone in her delicate, smooth hands and opened her luscious, red lips to speak, the crowd fell silent. All men, women, and children contained within the room were anxiously perched on the edge of their seat anticipating the words of remarkable intelligence about to be released from within her very mouth. Her voice was like that of angels singing gracefully from above. The excited crowd began chanting, "Toni! Toni!...". No one in the world could embrace a name bearing the meaning priceless better than this majestic being.