I will not lie, I'm not a super beauty, I have the most ordinary appearance. I'm sure that to make a woman look attractive, she must do her best. In order not to disappoint a loved one, I never showed myself to him without make-up. But once I changed my own principles, and ... my husband was completely ecstatic! If I did not take care of myself, I could not have attracted the attention of such a man as my husband Yaroslav! - Annushka, you are very beautiful! He often tells me. - And if you were not there, I would have thought that such beauties live exclusively in fairy tales.
"Annushka, you are the most beautiful woman in the whole world," my husband did not tire of repeating. I was pleased to hear this
And I loved Yaroslav. And not only because he admired my beauty. He was a real man! Generous, responsible, with a sense of humor. And I swore to myself: I will not give it to anyone. The second time such happiness to me will not come. From the first day of our acquaintance, I actively started to work, because I decided to take care of what was so fascinating for him - about my beauty. Of course, I remembered: men are "scared" by cosmetic procedures, so I tried not to get to my husband's eyes with a face covered with a nutrient mask. He never saw me without makeup. I do not deny that it was worth a lot of effort, but I knew why I endure suffering. One trouble: it seemed to me that Yarik did not appreciate my diligence for him.
He did not notice at all that I was climbing out of my skin! And also the fact that I get up half an hour before him, just to wish him a good morning, already made-up and brushed; that I am never disheveled or without makeup. He only constantly complained: "You are turning around too much in front of a mirror." In shops or boutiques, my husband was also nervous, because he could not understand why I spent so much time choosing clothes. And I also need to pick up such an outfit that will accentuate the figure and hide faults, make me even more attractive for a loved one.
"It seems that we finally got everything we needed," said Yaroslav, when we were shopping before we left.
- I need another new dress or sarafan and sandals with heels.
"But, Anya, we're not going to the sea, but to a small village," Yaroslav tried to convince me. "There's no point in taking so many things with you." Who will look at us there? Chickens or cows?
- I should look good!
The day before I left, I packed the bag until late at night, picking up things.
- Annushka, you do not have time to put on your outfits even once! The suitcase will remain unpacked! Remember my words, - laughed her husband, watching my diligence. Rest in the village, in the house of friends of my husband's childhood ... On the first day I regretted that we did not go to the resort. In a village hut, it's hard to be a real lady. I found there only one small mirror; but in it I could not see myself at full height. Nightmare! It was necessary to make around him such a pretzel, to see at least part of his face! A hairstyle ?! I built it on a whim, but still - was happy. Do you know why? I realized that I'm coping! That even in this hammered hole I'll look fine. Especially on the background of Inna - the wife of a friend of Yaroslav. She always walked in a stretched T-shirt and wiped jeans. Hair somehow collected in a tail, and from cosmetics used only a cream. I was perplexed: how can Anton love this slut! It's terrible! So run yourself! Presented that it would have been with Yarik if I had appeared before him in this form.
He, probably, would have lost consciousness from an unpleasant discovery. "No! I'll never look like Inka! Also I, a lover of everything natural and natural! "- I resented and got up a little earlier than the rest, put myself in order, proving to everyone that in any hole you can be a real woman. It is necessary only to want! But one day I had to abandon my own principles. I had a terrible headache, so in the evening I went to bed early. In the morning the pain intensified, and the troubled Yarik went to the pharmacy. I got dressed somehow, because I wanted to go back to bed, and went down
On the first day of our holiday in the village, I regretted that I had agreed to go here. Horror! No normal conditions ...
Down to breakfast. I did not have the strength to do makeup and hair. "By the time Yaroslav returns, I'll put myself in order, and Inka and Anton do not care what I look like," she thought.
- Hi! Someone has overslept today, - Anton greeted me.
"Do not say anything, I'm unconscious," she muttered and fell into a chair. "Did you make coffee?"
- Of course. Pour it? Inna asked.
I have not finished my coffee yet , when the thunder was heard outside the windows.
- Wow! It will rain! "- said Anton. The sky suddenly darkened, the wind grew stronger ... Lightning flashed, thunder rumbled.
"I hope the storm will not find Yaroslav on the road," she said with concern, and at that time the lightning struck somewhere near our house.
- My God! Inka was frightened. - So you can stay without a roof over your head! Suddenly there were shouts and noise. People were running past the windows of our house.
The wind grew sharper, the sky suddenly darkened, a very strong storm was about to begin. Suddenly people were running under our windows
- What's happening? - I was worried. We rushed to the window. In the courtyard of the neighbors Anton and Inna, a shed was burning, in which lightning struck. People were already hurrying there with buckets full of water.
- We need to help them! Take some containers, and run! - Anton shouted and he himself set an example for us.
We rushed to the scene.
- Get in the chain! Quickly, otherwise it will be too late! The man commanded and pointed toward the well. Shaking with fear, I ran with a heavy bucket and felt the heat that was beating from the fire puffing into my face. Each new bucket of water had to calm down the fire, but a strong wind blew, and the shed flared up ever stronger. On the faces of people I saw despair, the same feeling swept over me. Really all in vain? And in that moment, when hope has evaporated, the nature has come to the aid. A heavy downpour began and, in a few minutes, put out the fire. It's all over. We could go back to the house. And only then I was horrified. Because I imagined how I look. Enough only a glance at his hands. Dirty, with broken nails. "If only I had time to put myself in order before Yaroslav's arrival!" - I thought.
But, alas, the husband entered the house a second after, tired and exhausted, we got there with Inna and Anton. I wanted to escape!
"There was a great fire, we all helped him put out," I began to explain helplessly, trying to avoid his gaze.
"You are my favorite girl!" Yaroslav said kindly and pressed me to his side. - I'm near. Now everything will be fine, my dear. Show, are you all right? Well, what are you hiding your face? Swallow? "Oh my God! I panicked. - This is the end! Yes, he just scared me now. And throw ... Why would he be such an ordinary woman who was not well-groomed? "I raised my head in despair, and our glances met. And then I saw that Yaroslav was looking at me not with condemnation, but with unconcealed delight.
"You are so beautiful, my dear," he whispered. - Very beautiful. I just love it when you're ... natural!
"And dirty?" I asked.
"Well, not necessarily dirty," he laughed and kissed me.
And I could not come to my senses. She was speechless with astonishment. This is for him, I spent half a day in front of a mirror, and he says that I'm right without makeup! Do I like him natural ?! What do I do with this? I urgently need to think about all this!