I stayed home alone for a few days. Mom calls, among other things reminds me to check the entrance door (there is a mistake behind me, I constantly forget to close it). I look at my reflection in the mirror: on the face - a mask of marble color, on the head - a towel wrapped (under it a hair mask), from the clothes on me wearing only wool golfs of a purple color (cold), underwear, huge dog boots, the whole body uniformly poured with flour (cake I cook). I admired this beauty and went to check the door. If the thief comes in, he will see me. It will be a pity...