I had a choice. I could leave the runway and let my inner model die of shame, or I could pick myself up, flaws and all, and finish. And that's just what I did. When real people fall down in life, they get right back up and keep on walking.
Friendship maybe the longest relationship one can have. For Charlotte, eternal optimist for love. For Samantha, who loves herself more than she loves anyone else. For Miranda, who believes in the ability of women to thrive. For Carrie, who always wonders and gets hurt, like me. To all, who refuse to settle for anything less, than butterflies.