Today a little fluffy happiness appeared in my life - a hamster.

How important it is to start the day right☀️

I know how you love to come home to a place where it is warm, clean, smells delicious and everything is in its place. Where a soft blanket lies on your lap 🛋️, dinner is ready “by itself” 🍲, and shirts hang ironed 👔. Yes, this comfort relaxes, gives a sense of peace. But have you ever wondered — why is it always “created” by me?

Until midnight, everything is simple: smiles 😊, perfect manners, smooth curls and subtle hints. The dress fits perfectly, the heel clicks loudly on the pavement 👠, the look is gentle and promising. Everything is beautiful, easy, feminine. Men feel like knights ⚔️, ready to open doors and carry my coffee ☕ in any hand, if only I would look at them a little longer than usual.

Of course, it's hard for men to come to terms with this... But the fact remains: I'm always right 😏. Not because I'm capricious, not because I want to win an argument. It's just that in my world, logic and feelings combine into a special cocktail 🍸 that provides an answer to everything. The Internet can provide thousands of links 🔗, an encyclopedia - tons of information 📖, but none of them will tell you what sauce you need for pasta today 🍝 or why your smile is so contagious right now 😊

Being a "muse" is a trendy term. Men love to dream of a woman who is a source of inspiration: mysterious, beautiful, always there and will always support... But let's be honest: a "muse" is work. Hard and often free 😏

I have my own universal mood indicator - my Deliveroo basket. It knows everything about me better than any psychologist's test and will tell you exactly what's going on in my soul. If the order includes a green smoothie 🥑, avocado toast and a bowl of bowls - it means I'm at the peak of my energy. Today I'm wearing heels, my hair is perfectly styled, everything is under control.

Men love their “toys”. Weekend body polishing ✨, kilometers of conversations about the horses under the hood 🏎️, test drives and upgrades for the sake of a car, they are ready to wipe every speck of dust. A drone? Another passion complex maneuvers, new propellers, fresh batteries… Endless delight from operating equipment, from speed, precision, control 🎮.

My tea recipes for evenings when the most important thing is not to rush.

For those who believe that coziness is the best romantic restaurant.

I don’t remember all the pages. I remember the feelings they left in me.

Here you are, it seems like you have everything - a house, a job, plans, freedom, money... but sometimes this strange emptiness wakes up inside.

More real. Open. Brave. Even a little cheeky 😏 Although in reality, I'm not one of those who make easy contact.

I'm not kidding. When I'm alone and have some free time, I don't rest - I TRY to be useful.

Not someone in particular, but just the whole world at once. As if you feel sorry for it. Or it for you. Or you are both a little tired, but still trying not to lose hope.

Everything is in place, the pillow is dented, the kettle is not making noise yet, the window is wide open as usual. But inside... it's as if someone knocked softly "Wake up, something good can happen today" ☀️

In a world where everyone wants something from you, my home reminds you: ✨ You have the right to just be. Without a role. Without perfection. Just be.

From time to time, the best rest is not to lie around, but to create. Even if no one appreciates it later.

I didn't learn to be a photographer — I learned to be attentive. Sometimes a click — and I see something I hadn't noticed for years.

Not my person, not a man with plans, not fate on Sundays. That's it. I let go.