Being a woman is an art. And I play by my rules: a dash of daring, a pinch of tenderness, and not an ounce of excuses. Because true magic begins when you simply… choose to be yourself. 🖤

We come into this world pure, innocent and... naked! And then we are taught to hide our thoughts, emotions and our nakedness, they fit us into the standards of society, they divide us into good and bad....

I’m not a saint, but I don’t consider myself an inveterate sinner either - I didn’t kill, I didn’t steal, I didn’t commit adultery, I never wished evil on anyone. But if it is a sin for a woman to love her body, to be able to live in harmony with it, to please and not be ashamed - then I will go to hell!

I am successful in business. I have succeeded as a mother - my kids are grow already and live their own life now. I discovered a sensual woman in myself now and this woman wants to love and be loved.

I want a man who remains himself, even when no one is looking. Not a hero without fear and reproach, but a man who can keep his word, laugh until tears and admit his mistakes.

I'm not looking for wealth, status, endless travel and expensive gifts! I dream of meeting someone who will not try to remake me, push me into the frame, hide me from everyone, shame me. The one who does not burn with lust, but slowly smolders in love, tenderness and passion, like me. The one who knows how and wants to enjoy intimacy, who puts himself and dear people above other people's opinions and other people's interests. Who does not play by the rules, but creates their own rules of the game!