To ensure uninterrupted reading, please contact Rachel Mines, sales director, at rachel. Wearing a sleeveless black dress and with her brown hair gracefully swept into a chignon, Solongo sipped some tea in an office in downtown Ulaanbaatar, Mongolia, and slowly spoke about what happened when she was While walking home from church next to the hodgepodge of homes and yurts crammed into the hilly areas north of the city, a man grabbed her, threatened to kill her, and then raped her. Solongo berated herself for walking through a dangerous area instead of taking a bus—such self-blame is not uncommon among Mongolian women. The two separated after he had an affair. She has no job; her sons are 8 and 11, and they are acting out.

Mongolian girls are in a category all their own — perhaps the most beautiful of all the Asian races. They are rare to encounter outside of Mongolia due to their geographic isolation and inward facing culture. Their stunning looks developed under harsh evolutionary conditions. The extreme cold has given them a softness, from just a tad extra body fat percentage.

A t the UB comedy club at the back of a bar in central Ulaanbaatar, the audience is overwhelmingly female. Groups of smartly dressed women, just out of the office, sip from bottles of beer while watching a young Mongolian man on stage. Over the past few decades, Mongolian families have been investing in their daughters by sending them to school and university in the capital. Some parents believe daughters will take better care of them in their old age.

I really like riding horses, especially fast ones. I can ride horses as fast as any boy. Michidma lives with her family in Khentii province, the birthplace of Genghis Khan, a day's drive east of the Mongolian capital Ulan Bator. Her dream is to race in the Naadam Festival, a competition showcasing nomadic skills and traditions, above all horsemanship. Sometimes girls are scared of riding fast horses, they don't hold on well and fall off.