A little disorder in the hair: a curl goes on its own...astray, some loose strands escape from its bun, like a new style, it stuns, as if it was styled that way.
A bit twisted collar, with a stain of tiny brown dots...conspicuous, but, a fine distraction, for its wearer boasts of a perfect fair neck.
Ankle-length pants...hide a shoe lace gone awry during rushed moments, yet, passes, "just like normal," almost unnoticeable...
Some freckles on the face, a few pimples, yet, a wee sweet smile compensates, erases all what others see as carelessness, or disarray.
Some shiver even on a slight trace of mess...others find delight in imperfection, a kind of grace felt from within, and appreciated with a smiling face.