Sometimes life gets hard. It gets hard to handle situations. I felt myself so weak last days. I was really hopeless. I felt myself as a skin staying between two wars --the war that is going outside of me and the war that is taking place inside of me. I lost control... I felt vulnerable. The life was attacking me endlessly by throwing shitty relationships of people towards me. I was frustrated, because I did not wanted to react to anything. I did not wanted to react to people's words and actions even if I found them very irritating. Because it all did not matter. Ok, it did matter, but it was not enough...

Hi, honey! Today we talk with you about weak men and strong women. But before we start this serious conversation, there's someone I want you to meet. Meet Light. Sveta is 32 years old. She goes up the career ladder, tapping the rhythm with the heels of her Louboutins. The real ones with the red sole and the signature. Without exception, friends say, that Light — very clever: the house clean, cooks like a goddess, goes to English classes, dancing bachata and... suffers in a strange relationship with a male whiner. Light is confident that the good men extinct or took them apart more kittens. But you can't be alone, can you? She is actively looking for a man and eventually finds Him...