She had one of those tough girl persona's, believe it or not. She professed to be a five letter B-word. I didn't find that to be the case at all. It might have been harder to get her to laugh than others -- she eventually caved, visual proof below --, but she just appeared to be self-assured, and self-willed. It's a safeguard, a shield that protects her in a way. When she laughed, she laughed whole-heartedly, deep from within, mouth stretching widely, revealing a dizzying smile, and an ability to let go of all that protection. Her beauty seemed natural, she didn't come caked in CoverGirl or decorated in Revlon. Her hair possessed this imperfect quality to it, which was charming. When it got messy or disheveled for a moment, she didn't spend energy complaining about it. She's a volleyball vixen, proving to be a powerful hitter. She certainly seemed more comfortable on the sand. It makes sense. In volleyball, she gets the chance to assert her will in the form of a punishing spike. Kingdom Courts look out! This is Madison Durham, and she's been liberated.