“I just put my hair up.” I gesture at the mirror. “Look. It's incredible. I've never done that before in my life.” “Yes, you have.” She looks puzzled. “You wear it like that for work every day.” “But I don't remember. It's like... it's like Superwoman's taken over my body or something. I can walk in heels, I can put my hair up, I can do splits I'm like this uberwoman! It's not me.” “Sweetie, it is you.” Bella squeezes my arm. “You better get used to it!” We have lunch in the juice bar and chat with a couple of girls who seem to know me, and then Bella drives me home. As we travel up in the lift I'm suddenly exhausted. “So!” Bella says as we enter the apartment. “Do you want to have another look at your clothes? Maybe swimwear!” “Actually, I feel pretty wiped out,” I say apologetically. “Do
