😊Have you ever wondered what makes Ukrainian women special? Why do men from all over the world dream of a relationship with a girl from Ukraine?.. 💭

Hello! 😊I'm sure that you are reading this letter for a reason... Maybe you are the one who still believes in true feelings?💖💖

My attitude toward mistakes and failures has changed from fear and shame to acceptance and gratitude, and it has helped me grow and become happier.

How I learned to notice beauty in everyday life - from the smell of grass to the sounds of dawn, and why true happiness lives in these little things.

I learned to stop putting off my dreams and plans “for later,” and why this decision became the most important in my life.

Daily beauty rituals have become more than just a procedure for me, but a way to listen to and love myself, find inner peace and balance.

Photo shoots are my way of telling myself: "You are worthy of being in the center of the frame. You shouldn't hide behind roles - mom, worker, friend. You are you. And you are worth being seen."

True beauty is born from experience. It is formed through pain that did not break, through losses that taught to appreciate. It blooms where a woman allows herself to be alive: to cry and laugh, to be afraid and take risks, to be gentle and strong at the same time.

Moving to Egypt means not only a new culture, but also a completely different climate. If you're like me and you're used to four seasons, rainy evenings, and down jackets, sunny and hot Egypt may seem like a real challenge. But don't worry - your body and mind will adapt faster than you think! And even faster with the right habits 😊

Belated pie. A day when everything went wrong, but it turned out delicious. And why sometimes it's important not to make it on time.

Evening in a field, when everything unnecessary disappears. The taste of berries, warm earth, tickling skin and the freedom to be real - without filters, makeup and a running line of thoughts.

My little rebellions against habits and rules that I don't want to live by anymore. No morals, just the truth.

No candles, petals or photogenic foam. Just time in which I thaw. As if my skin begins to breathe, and the soul behind it too.

When I first moved to Egypt, my suitcases were full of things I was used to: light dresses, shorts, tops, and bright accessories. But very quickly I realized that the local climate and culture have their own "rules of the game". Adapting your wardrobe to +40°C in the shade and respecting traditions is a real art. And it is this art that I want to share with you.

You've probably noticed that in this endless stream of messages and likes, it is sometimes very difficult to understand who is really in front of you? I often think about this. People, like actors, try on masks, sometimes not even noticing that they themselves are already confused, where is the truth and where is the game.

A romantic blog about strange coincidences that lead to people, states and thoughts. About the magic of life and secret signals that find us.

A random day can be filled with magic if you stop, breathe in the scent of the moment and allow yourself a little inspiration. Inner monologue, associations, memories, and... an unexpected recipe that appeared thanks to the wind and lemon.

A heartfelt text with memories of childhood, a strawberry pie recipe from my mother, and the feeling of warmth that even the smell of baked goods can evoke.

Dinner by candlelight alone, why it can be beautiful, about memories, feelings, silence, and the magic of candles.

The inner feeling of romance, where emotions are born, a personal journey and why a romantic country is not always what is on the map.