Chapter 2 If you want to be happy, find someone you like and don't let him go.

An', how do you like it? Honestly, this already seems to be absurd. Yes, I haven't been on a date in a long time, but is it really true that I can't dress up beautifully on my own? I think it's very good.

Soph, where did you dig this up? I swear, it seemed to me that a friend would throw herself at me and tear this dress right on me.

It's new, -I tried to defend myself, and straightened the folds on the pale green dress. I bought it on sale a couple of weeks ago.

And it looks like you found it in your grandmother's chest with a dowry. Here I have one, and it's a pity to throw it away, but it's already a shame to wear it. Some prickly blankets are worth something, - looking at the dress again, Anya could not stand it and left the room.

I looked at myself in the mirror, trying to figure out what was wrong. The dress reached the floor, and was in a flower, as well as an interesting pleat. In my humble opinion. So what if it's completely closed? Or even, what difference does it make that it was too warm for summer weather.

Yes, damn it...

I myself understood that this dress was not suitable for a date. I personally liked the dress, but it was for a walk in the park, not for going to a restaurant. I'm embarrassed to admit, I didn't really have a choice. The date was already scheduled for the evening, and in my modest wardrobe, there was nothing but business suits. I would have known in advance, at least I went shopping, maybe I bought something.

Here, take it, Anya entered the room with a satisfied look, and giving me the package, and with a sense of accomplishment sat on the sofa. Not branded, but definitely better than this "masterpiece". I just bought it today, out of friendship I will give you the right to be the first to walk in it.

On the one hand, I was very grateful to my friend, but on the other hand, I was very nervous when I unpacked the dress.

Let's just say that Anka has a very specific taste. And, if at work she still follows the dress code, then in her free time nothing limits her. Even now, she was dressed in a panda costume... Pandas... So I had to pray that the outfit was neither short nor tight, and no nuclear greens or pinks. Or something even worse.

Do not be afraid, seeing my confusion and reluctance, Anya took the package and took out this dress herself. I'm going to Dima's parents on the weekend, his mother has an anniversary, so I bought the most decent, but to my taste. The color is a little not mine, but I will endure one evening. I spent almost four hours looking for him, so very carefully, the girl theatrically wiped invisible tears. I tear it from my heart.

The dress was not only completely in Anka's taste, but also in no way contradicted mine. A black plain pencil dress to the knee, however, tight, but not all at once, after all. I would never buy this for myself, but it's not because I don't like it, I just prefer looser things. And, although my figure can be envied now, it's not so easy to get rid of habits that have been formed for more than twenty years.

"Perfect," Anya called as I entered the room. "I'll do your hair and makeup now, and it will be generally super," without waiting for my reaction, the girl ran out into the corridor again and returned with a huge bag stuffed with everything that was possible.

You decided to move in with me? even when she first came to me, I was struck by her luggage, but I could not even imagine that this was all for me.

Sof, I've known you for five years, - not looking up from the analysis of the home beauty salon, Anya threw a laughing look at me. "And, I know how you live. Your whole apartment is filled with only work, you don't care about your appearance at all. Oh, you only have mascara and lip balm for cosmetics, and only because I gave it to you.

I have a lot of stuff. Care products yes, you don't have decorative cosmetics. Back and forth and we will be thirty, and then no matter how you take care of your skin, but age gives its own. And, cosmetics help to hide some imperfections. I'm not telling you to put on make-up every day like for a wedding. And, a light make-up will not hurt anyone, - Anya began to bring beauty to my face, while not stopping her lecture. "Or maybe if you had ever put on a sexier outfit, then this position would have gone to you.

How is it connected? Also, I dress according to the dress code.

Naive, close your eyes at such moments, it seems to me that a friend has chosen the wrong job. Have you seen the cutouts Lera wears blouses with? And the skirts! They are so tight that she walks at a speed of two steps per minute. I am still silent about the neckline on this skirt. And mind you, everything is according to your favorite dress code. In addition, today I heard that in the morning she arrived with our Dirty Nikolaevich.

Kill me, but I don't understand what is the point of appointing your mistresses to such important positions will she get wiser if she sleeps with her boss, or will the performance increase from this? "Isn't the boss afraid that she won't be able to handle it?" The whole company may suffer from this, I'm already silent about the fact that if true, then he is also cheating on his wife.

What can't she do? Cope! After all, people like you work for it. And those are the majority in the department. Here you will do all the work, and she will only go and report for the work done. Maybe even the award will be written out - and that's true. "Look at everything ready," turning off the iron, Anya turned me around to face the mirror. Yura won't be able to take his eyes off you.

A completely strange and unfamiliar woman was looking at me from the mirror. Her black hair was curled into large ringlets and pulled up, with only a few strands hanging down sexy at the sides. Anya also tried her best on makeup: red lips, thin arrows, I don't even know how to do this, but, probably, in the future, be sure to learn.

"Thank you," I whispered, barely holding back tears. - Very beautiful, - looking at myself now, I really believed that I could please a man.

You are very beautiful without all this, I just emphasized this beauty. Although I know that you yourself are pretty good at painting. Well, except for the arrows. No offense, but your eyes are clumsy in front of Anka, tears also came out. If you want to thank, then make me the godmother of your and Yurka's first-born. If he is, then definitely, I also want to be the godmother of your child with Dima, children It seems so far away.

"Agreed," Anya nodded, hugging me. Everyone go, call a taxi, otherwise you will be late, but for now I will clean everything here.