Imperfections.

When someone thinks of perfection (in the physical personal form) they think of tall, tan, flawless.  Perhaps someone who is a model, or actor. Someone who is recognized as beautiful.  But what really makes a person beautiful?  Is it the flawless skin, the perfect physique, or the gorgeous hair?  I think it is none of that.  When I think I perfect, I think of the imperfections.  The dimples, the tousled messy hair, and the occasional scar.  It is things like that that make a person who they are; the things that separate one human from the next.  Personality is also key.  I do not mean that you need to be a gentleman or lady all the time.  That is not perfection.  What makes someone perfect is when they fight for what they want.  When they are willing to cross boundaries to get it.  When they have their mind set on something and will not stop until they achieve it.  That is perfection.  So I guess what I am saying is embrace your imperfections.  Because in the end that is what makes you perfect.