finger tips like orange peels

There was a woman as beautiful as the sun with light honey skin, black tight curls and eyes so dark yet sparkled like a midnights bright star. She was a young women loved by many. she was known as the beauty who ran a orange farm she grew many varieties and sold them to families. she believed that oranges solve everything. She was a odd specimen of a beauty who was set on old life ways yet lived life with one exception that wasn't so set on the olden times. she had a very small yet adorable obsession with a small gaming system called the Wii. For a woman that believed a orange could fix a sqeaky door hinge and ran a orange farm like it was her soul purpose in life I would say playing the wii was possibly the most normal and up to date thing the beautiful women could do.