It may have taken a while to get ready, but the effort was very much worth it. I'm sleek and dashing in my formalwear – suit, tie, and crisp white shirt to match the occasion.
You, however, are a vision of elegance. Your hair falls in shining waves to your bare shoulders, and the slender dress you wear emphasizes your milky skin, your effortless grace, your beautiful features, and your charming smile. There's only a little hint of makeup to accentuate your natural beauty, and only a short session with the salon experts to get your hair just so. You're the prettiest woman in attendance this evening.
Not to mention, you're the youngest award recipient, too.
The speeches and the clapping and the roster of award winners is lengthy. It cannot hold our attention for the whole evening. Around us, the others are fixed on the order of the evening, their attention fixed on the spotlit stage ahead. Beside me, in the darkness of our seats, you brush your hand against mine, and I feel the light velvety caress of your glove.