Symptom of a real woman

Symptom of a real woman

Lilia Kashirova

  She has no catchy beauty,  other women think so. She is modest, gracious, nice, but she has no close friends. She simply does not notice the men, although they immediately distinguish her from the crowd and somehow affable smile her.

 She has weaknesses incomprehensible to friends and husband. She has a lot of gloves  expensive, cheap,  for any weather and for any clothes she has her own.

 But nowadays, who will pay attention to gloves if they are now only worn with outerwear and in cool weather?

She also loves high-heeled shoes, she has several pairs of them, and she always puts them on 2-3 times a year.

She always has in her wardrobe a dress of her dreams  for which she spent the last money and was  starving for several months.

 In this dress, it’s quite possible to go to the Bolshoi Theater in Moscow, she believes that her dream will finally come true, because who would know that it was there that women show their toilets during intermissions, and they are appreciated by men walking nearby.

 These are men of the highest caste who see women with only the highest IQ, if you transfer it to the area of  femininity.

 Once upon a time, a man smiled at her at the Bolshoi Theater, and she remembered his smile, which was so charming, because only by one smile you can recognize a person’s character, kind or evil, gentle or rude, honest or deceitful.

  And the woman for many years carried this smile in her heart, peering into the faces of the men she met.

  Years passed and she was already over 70, she had long been alone, her husband had gone into a different world, and she kept peering and peering into the faces of the men she met, trying to see that beautiful smile, and she did it just like that, out of habit.

 And once on a gentle and warm autumn morning, walking along a path sparkling with gold of autumn leaves, she heard someone shuffling quick steps from behind, looking back, she saw a gray-haired and thin old man catching up her, she gave the way him.
 
  - The old man  smiled  her with a white-toothed smile, she immediately recognized him, thinking:

  “God, how men changed over the years.” - the woman thought disappointedly, continuing to walk the majestic gait of a beautiful and slender woman who retained her youth at 70.

  The man paused and looked in surprise at the vigorous, fast-walking old lady ,  without recognizing  her former beauty.