Beauty is so much in the eye of the beholder. I know I never see myself the way that others do. Sir sees me in a way that I can not fathom. He sees beauty in me even when I don't. When I look in the mirror I see wild crazy hair that needs to be beaten into its own submission, really big boobs that make buying tops difficult to buy, and really large hips and an equally large ass. I am constantly reminded of how he loves everything about me just the way I am at this very moment.