I’ll tell something shocking! I don’t shave my legs every day. Yes, really. And no, I’m not ashamed of it. Life is busy, and I don’t think a woman needs to be perfect every single moment to be attractive.

I like comfort. I like feeling relaxed in my body. Of course, I enjoy looking nice and taking care of myself, but I don’t live to meet someone else’s impossible standards. I’m a real woman, not a photo from an advertisement.

Some men find this honesty scary. Others find it refreshing. I belie...

I noticed something interesting about myself. I often make people blush, and I don’t even try to do it on purpose. It’s not about flirting all the time or saying something shocking. It’s more about being open, honest, and a little playful when I talk. I can look a man in the eyes, smile, and say something simple, and suddenly he feels confused and shy;)

I think people blush when they feel seen. When someone listens to them, really listens, and reacts honestly. I like asking questions that are n...

Sometimes I catch myself thinking that somewhere out there, among billions of people, there's someone who makes my heart beat faster. My heart searches for you, not knowing where you are, but feeling your presence in my dreams, in my thoughts, and in the quietest corners of my soul. I want to know your smile, hear your laughter, and feel the warmth of your words. I'm interested in all your dreams, your joys, and even the little quirks that make you unique.
Every day, I think about how wonderful ...

There are evenings when I take off not my clothes — but expectations.
Slowly. Consciously.
And remain in a state where I don’t need to be convenient or correct.

I love those hours when the light softens, movements become lazy, and the body finally catches up with the mind. I feel myself through my skin. Through my breathing. Through the way I sit, the way I cross my legs, the way I allow myself to rush nowhere and toward no one.

In those evenings, I am especially feminine.
Not demonstratively ...