About how a glance, intonation, or a light touch can say more than any words 💌

I won't beat around the bush. The age difference can be both beautiful and complicated at the same time.

They want lightness, flirtation, touch, scents...

Sometimes I wonder: is it even useful?

A woman's fragrance is not just perfume.

Sometimes I just want to be a girl. The kind that someone sees not with their eyes, but with their heart.

When your heart is ripped out without anesthesia, and you still say, “It was real with you. Thank you.”

I was standing behind the client. He was new. Tall. Calm. It seemed like just hair, just extensions, just a technique - but my hands were shaking, as if I was not gluing a capsule, but feeling his pulse...

Do you know what feeling I adore? When you walk through spring Kyiv in a thin raincoat, in heels, and there are puddles on the asphalt.

Sometimes I wake up too early... when the city is still asleep, and my window is already embraced by the morning light. At such moments, I go to the kitchen, make coffee, sit on the windowsill - and start fantasizing. Not just dreaming, but living every frame...

Men, let's talk frankly. No, we are not looking for a "daddy". We are not expecting a gold card, a paid vacation and an apartment in the center in exchange for a photo in a swimsuit and a humble "yes, honey" 🏖️. We have a job. Quite stressful. With its deadlines, meetings, clients, children, sports, lack of sleep and the desire not to break down 😵‍💫.

Sometimes it seems that many men pass the peak of their lives by 33 - and that's it. Then - a shadow of their former greatness, memories of what they were like ... and the expectation that a woman will become their sponsor, savior, nanny, psychotherapist, muse and part-time cook. 🍲🛏️🧹

We women really love smart men. Not just those who throw around words like “neural networks” 🤖, “investments” 💵, “decision-making algorithm”… but those who turn on their brains. Even when no one is looking 👀

We women see everything. We go into the profile - and in front of us is a forest, mountains, a river, a beach, a tree, a cloud, fog, a sunset... 🌄 Just not you. Or rather, you are somewhere out there, maybe behind the scenes. Or in the distance in the shadow of a pine tree, or just in the soul of this birch - it is unclear. 🌫️

We women don't want to "just date" anymore. We're not interested in a six-month chat without meaning. Daily "hi, how are you?" without actions and plans 😴 don't warm our souls. We're not the kind of people who wait five years for a man to "make up his mind" ⏳

Men, listen carefully. No, not our music🎵 Because if you don’t understand the rhythm to which she breathes, you won’t hear the whisper with which she melts. Every woman is her own playlist. 🎧 And not the one on the radio, but the one that plays in her headphones when she walks down the street and smiles to herself.

Dominance should not turn into control. It should not suffocate us. It should not deprive us of choice and freedom.

We live in a world where we often need to be strong, independent, and successful. But beneath all this glamour lies a simple desire: to be happy. And this desire is perfectly normal. What's more, it is sacred.

💬 “I don't need anything” isn't true?

"You don't have to see the whole staircase. Just take the first step." - Martin Luther King