“My goodness, I’m gorgeous!” Melinda said to her sister. “Behold my fair freckles.”
“Fair?” Belinda shrugged. “Perhaps, but far too many. If you want beauty, gaze upon my dainty nose.”
“Dainty?” scoffed Melinda. “Why it’s ginormous!”
The sisters turned away from each other.
Melinda plucked off her freckles one by one while Belinda trimmed her nose.
“See my unblemished skin?” asked Melinda. “My loveliness is beyond compare.”
“Unblemished? Sure,” scoffed Belinda. “But such wrinkles! True attractiveness lies in my rosy cheeks.”
“Rosy indeed!” mocked Melinda. “But look at how plump!”
The sisters turned away from each other again.
Melinda stretched her skin until it snapped.
Belinda pulled at her cheeks until they popped.
The sisters ripped and tore at their flaws so there would be nothing left but perfection.
Finally, Melinda turned to Belinda to declare herself the most beautiful.
“Oh my!” shrieked Melinda.
“Too far?” asked Belinda.
“My bones are prettier.”