Lena Lenina did not have time to fly to London for shopping when a whole series of adventures immediately happened to her. First, a drug addict tried to steal a purse from an ostrich skin. On busy Oxford Street, while the beauty was staring at the windows, a homeless-looking man with a backpack crept up to her and pulled at the deceased reptile. Lenina screamed in Russian-English-French, passers-by stared at the free show, and Lenin's son was not scared and poked the bad uncle with an umbrella right into the fly area. A homeless man with wide pupils retreated neither salty, nor smoking marijuana. Secondly, the weather has sharply deteriorated and under the constant rain and in the abundance of puddles, the satin sandals of the fashionista, soaking for several hours in a row, simply crawled at the seams. It's good that there are a lot of shoe boutiques in the center of the English capital, so you didn't have to go barefoot. But they had to replenish the already, they say, an impressive collection of the writer of five hundred pairs of shoes. And thirdly, already at the hotel, there was a completely comical situation. A Moldovan maid with a large Soviet fleece on her head, cleaning the bathroom and, apparently, having read in Russian on her favorite Lenin shampoo, which she always carries with her, the words "Aphrodisiac" and "erotic-stimulating essential oils of Ylang-Ylang", got into the habit of casting regularly little by little from the pink Leninist bottle into your own jar. With which she was caught in the commission of a crime by the unexpectedly returned Lenin. The hotel management apologized and even offered any amount of their own shampoo as compensation, but Lenina politely refused. Still, her favorite "Lovely" with aphrodisiacs from "Egomania" is better. Watch out for British dandiesLenin is still in London and her hair smells good and dangerous!