Saint Vanity walks draped in glittering illusions, crowned by the need for admiration. Cloaked in curated perfection, they seek validation through likes, applause, and stares, mistaking surface beauty for inner worth. Yet beneath the flawless facade lies insecurity, masked by ego’s glow. Vanity deceives with false halos, blinding hearts to humility. True grace blooms in authenticity, where quiet confidence shines brighter than vanity’s shallow reflection. Appearances fade; essence endures.