Beautiful girl and beauty pageant
Storytelling - memories

For almost nine months I was preparing to move to Moscow. I learned English, learned to walk, put together a gorgeous portfolio, bought expensive clothes.

When I arrived, I already knew many, had a clear idea of ​​where to go. Therefore, I immediately received a lucrative offer, then again and again. Throughout my short modeling career, I have never received a refusal.

Everywhere I was invited to parties, made interesting proposals. True, in terms of work, I did not manage to earn a lot, I only had enough for an apartment and all sorts of little things.

One of my new acquaintances turned out to be very persistent, gave me bouquets, goodies, a phone in gold, expensive handbags and made me an offer to get married.

I thought about it and refused, said that I want to become a top model, go to Paris and live in Europe. To be free and independent, which is what is most important for me.

After a short time, he again returned to his proposal, but this time with the proposal to become just his beloved woman without strict obligations, and so that I would not be bored, he offered to give me one very interesting business.

A well-functioning enterprise, which I really, really liked. I thought and agreed, which I have not regretted to this day. She quickly got used to her new role, and then agreed to become a beloved wife. For many years I dreamed of becoming a top model, I prepared for this for a long time and persistently, but the dream was no longer destined to come true.

As a consolation, I was invited to take part in beauty contest, take part and win. I won two competitions. The truth was already completely uninteresting, since I knew that my victory was a decided issue and I even felt sorry for the girls, who also hoped to win and really wanted to win a beauty contest. At the last competition, I remembered my competitor, it is unrealistic beautiful girlbut she got second place. We talked during the competition, and she was sure that she would win. Many people supported her and hoped for her victory. And when the decision was announced, the victory went to me.

I ask, do you hate me for this? She replied, no, you really wanted to win and therefore won. Then I gave her my small cash prize and also gave her a ring.

Now I have two daughters and I no longer think about the modeling business, but I am grateful to many photographers, models and the modeling business in general that they allowed me to become who I am now. Change your life for the better and find your happiness.

And in any case, I would never become a top model. Such pretty girls are never top models. Designers need docile models who can sell their products. Paying all attention to clothing, cosmetics, etc., but not to yourself. But for me it always turns out the other way around, everyone looks at me.