Dior's Spring show was a record-shattering success whwre the vendeuse was obliged to shout over the prolonged applause.Bettina Ballard, American Vogue's Paris correspondent, who had spotted the newcomer's promise when he was designing for Lelong, said, 'I was conscious of an electric tension that I had never before felt in the couture.Suddenly all the confusion subsided, everyone was seated, and there was a moment of hush that made my skin prickle.' Dior had master-minded the presentation, and had rhearsed the models with the patience and precision of a choreographer. 'The first girl came out, stepping fast, switching with a provocative swinging movement, whirling in the close-packed room, knocking over ashtrays with the strong flare of her pleated skirt and bringing everyone to the edges of their seats.After a few more costumes had passed, all the same exciting tempo, the audience knew that Dior had created a new look!'

Yesterday we tried my girlfriend's auto.What do you think to happen with us?

Last month I decided to visit to Hungary, to Budapest.I went there my new, small, swift auto, what is a Toyota Yaris.Millions of holidaymakers cross Hungary's borders every year to enjoy the food, wine and sunshine for which she is famous.Situated right in the middle of Europe, Hungary has much which is unique to attract visitors.All seasons offer a wide range of holiday possibilites.First and foremost, of course, there is Budapest, one of the world1s most beautiful capitals.No matter when you go to Hungary, you must visit Budapest.You can spend your entire holiday strolling along the banks of the Danube, wandering in the Buda Hills, watching sports events at the People's Stadium or visiting the many concert halls, museums and art galleries.The city's more than two thousand years of history are reflected in its historic buildings and monuments, and about one hundred thermal baths and mineral water springs make Budapest a veritable spa.

I live with my husband in a really glad marriage.We have been together for 15 years.We know each other backwards and forewards.We have three beautiful children.My husband was my first-lover.Everything was too idyllic with us.Then something has happened, what has changed my mind.People often tell me, I 'm really pretty, and nobody can believe that I have three children.To tell the truth, I'm very proud of this...A few months ago I went to a supermarket, just to look around, and I was there quite alone.In a little while I realized, a very handsome young man follows me.It was really absurd, but he came after me everywhere.I paniced, and hid in between clothes.I was waiting a few minutes, checked it, and carefully look for him with my eyes, but I felt relief, because he had gone.I turned with my tralley and in the next moment, I've almost ran over him.We burst into laughter at once.Finally he introduced himself to me.He asked for my phone-number, but I told him
never to give it to anybody.He didn't give me his number, because he was sure of not to call him up.I don't know what happened to me, because I told him my number very quickly and promised not to repeat it.A smile flickered around his lips and left me there with my doubts.There was something incomprehensible in his behaviour...On the way my home, I forgot my little loveaffair, and I was thinking about my family.My little daughter gave me my mobil and told that somebody looked for me...

Who is outside?
It was difficult to sleep, but in my life it was often difficult to sleep.I refrained, by long habit and training, from tossing and turning.I arrenged my body comfortably and lay perfectly still, and eventually I began to be aware of the small twists of illogic in my thoughts that preceded sleep.Then I was awake.It was still as black as outer space.It was uncomfortably warm.There must have been a noise.I strained my ears int he darkness for a sound from my children.A faint movement, buti t seemed to come from the direction of the window.Probably Kevin and Mira coming home, andtherefore it was foolish to get up and stare out, but I was up and staring out, and the courtyard below was still like a hole into hell.Nevertheless, something was moving, something was making faint noises.”Are you children?” I called.The silence was quite noticeable, a sudden cessation of sound.I gazed quite calmly down into the darkness, controlling the nervous quickening of my breath.It was probably a cat or a dog, it was nothing to worry about.There was a pub nearby, houses, people.If anyone tried to come into the house, I could switch lights on and scream. The silence continued.I grew angry, bot hat whatever had caused the noise and at myself.Some idiot teen-ager, perhaps, hoping to steal something from my auto.But inane children sometimes wrenched off side.view mirror, license plates, scratched the paintwork just for kicks.The idea infuriated me.I found the light switch and turned it, put on slippers and a dressing-gown and ran downstairs.I switched ont he light int he kitchen, to let it spill into the courtyard, and went to the window and looked out.The light fell ont he car, but there was no sign of human or animal.The silence was complete.It was clear that I had imagined the sound.I was unhysterical enough to know that everybody can become hysterical occasionally.It was hysterical, for instance, to want to slam the door to and bolt it when the courtyard was empty.Then I realized a little animal ont he top of my auto.It was a squirrel!Now, I thought briefly, I am hysterical.It was satisfying, that nobody wanted to hurt me!