I began to use the glamorous expression "peace" even before this wave of glamour, only because of the fact that I wrote "s-p-o-k-o-y-n-o-i n-o-ch-i" very long and turbidly, so I first shortened to "neck rest" and later to "peace". And when I usually say goodbye to people who have not known me so long ago, I get more and more in response "O_O and don't tell me anymore that you listen to rock and are fascinated with Gothic!". The glamorous shit ruined my life.

The hater of glamour.

against the UG:
My husband is allergic to cats and he has a dog, and I don’t like them very much, I like the puffy whistles, whistling on my knees in the evenings. The dog understood it, and whatever I loved it, it began to make sounds very similar to "miu". So I was almost hysterical when this beast approached me in the kitchen (a courtyard terrier, quite large) and cried to the food, so penetratingly whispered.