They are beautiful people...or so it seems

This post is unintended. I'm just waiting for the bathroom to take a warm bath. But my kind beautiful, gonna be ex-housemate is currently in there...hope she won't be too long.

Speaking of beautiful people...it still amazes me how some people can dress-up so prettily outside, smells great too, adorn herself with only satin pajamas, lacy undergarments etc...but it only takes someone who lives with them to realise all these are just superficial.

Such beautiful person (which convincingly is based on my description above) you can hardly tell that beneath those pleasant looks :
- lies a pile of laundry forever lying in the bathroom,
- untidied bed every single morning (with bedroom doors wide open which also means no sense of embarassment of her untidiness),
- entire maids room hogged by her piles and piles of shoes and countless luggages,
- cooking that leaves stains, oil and grease behind the table top,
- bras and undies hanging indiscretely,
- numerous pairs of only her heels left unarranged right at the doorstep (making it such an irritation to step into the house...and the list goes on.

So much for physical beauty. Too bad, one will never know until you really live in with such a beauty.