Imagine you are me. A chauffeur has just driven you home, specifically to an 800-square-metre villa worth 20 million zlotys. He takes shopping bags out of the boot. In an hour you’ve spent 100,000 on things you don’t need and in which only servants will see you for the next few days. Your black card has no limit and the gifts from your husband never end. You are somebody, you belong to the most elite and hermetic group of people, you inspire admiration and awe. You have it all until the icing of the cake drips onto the marble floor. The same one on which you have been lying for hours – lonely, miserable, humiliated. Your lips, instead of sweet icing, are smeared with blood. And you believe that you deserved it, you believe that you are worthless. And that tomorrow will be better. Because you are me, the wife of Constance. Ewelina Ślotała disenchants the myth of the lives of people from the front pages of newspapers and lists of the richest Poles. She frankly and mercilessly exposes the mechanisms of the members of this hermetic group, in which glitter, gigantic money and position camouflage everyday life full of addictions, violence, betrayals and human tragedies. And what do you still want to be me? Ewelina Ślotała: mother of a beloved son, lawyer who found her life’s passion in interior design. Salt in the eye of the Konstancja elite. Her personal experiences have led her to support victims of domestic violence, which she once experienced herself.