and there is another type of a woman, who is ready to move mountains, lay a soft carpet on a way to her and organise any sparkling circus, just to get a man around herself. because she feels, that she really needs it.
there is no good fairies and no cunning witches, there are just women different types. And there is no mercy for a man crying a river, who as stubborn donkey doesn't want to accept the difference and give a woman her right to be who she is. just because it is unfair