I can't believe that the girl just met so inadequate, even if she was at least three times a colorist.

I'm not a beauty, but by the inadequacy of others - a champion. These are the last pearls. I go with a huge pregnant mouth in the hug to stop my husband to meet from work, it is already dark. During these 15 minutes: 1) I was attacked by a vicious taxi without a lead, its owner stood a hundred meters away and spotted it with a matte without trying to approach and pull it away. 2) For something not less emotional, but very unclearly, a horribly drunk man struck me (he even tried to chase, but fell into a bowl). 3) A young man of the eastern appearance, rushing out of the parked cars, said: “Devy, you are so rude, let me read your poems!” " I refused politely then, but from surprise and distracted feelings I could give anything...