Who is more vain - a man or a woman? How often do we do things that sometimes make us blush? Why do we sometimes have a desire to appear better than we really are? Where does such an obsessive idea of wishful thinking come from? Someone declares himself an academician without even finishing high school, someone declares himself a great doctor after working as a paramedic in a village for six months. What dictates our “fairy tales” and what do they entail... The desire to deceive a rival or rival? Or, without waiting for gifts from fate, should we ourselves rewrite what was written in our family?