I’m goin’ with Nia, Theresa Randle or Alicia Keys
What’s your definition of perfection? Does it personally imply or conjure a sight, sound or taste?
How about a remarkable movie production of your favorite book or having the perfect steak during the easiness of a chill summer night on a newly stained deck with choice companionship?
Does a night of jazzy piano keys while sitting across from crystal candlelit eyes signifying the start of a torrid love affair fit the bill?
The Starting Five 
