19 апр. 2012 г.

New Yorker.

Grew up in a town,
That is famous as a place of movie scenes!
Even if it ain't all it seems
I got a pocketful of dreams
 cause Baby, I'm from
New York!
Big lights will inspire you
Hear it for New York, New York,
 New York!
Where Ladies work so hard...
 I'm going to make it by any means
I got a pocketful of dreams
Baby, I'm from
*New York*
 There's nothing you can't do
One hand in the air for the big city
Street lights, big dreams, all looking pretty
Big lights will inspire you...
 Baby, I'm from...
New York

15 апр. 2012 г.

Black Beauty

Sometimes you have to stay alone and to accept yourself as you are...
Sometimes you start to follow not only the voice of your Heart, but also the Call of Nature.
Then you can understand that your Beauty is Black)
Only you can admit that your nature is double-hearted. You can't stay the same all the time.

Queen of Spades or Nymphea?

A Simple girl or...
Femme Fatale?
Being different, stand your ground.

13 апр. 2012 г.

My Hair. My Rules.

I have always been mad about women's hair. I consider it to be the main and the most appealing value of Her pesonality. How can one resist against a mop of thick long hair flying in the wind and delicately tickling your cheek?
Hair is Power.
So, your Hair - your Rules.
No faces. Hair is speaking!
Find me.
Love Me when I'm messy
Cheer me Up and never forget the sound of my Heart Beat
Guide Me when I'm lost
Keep your arms around me
Leave me when I need to be Left
When I'm Right, admit it with obedience 
Dream with Me
Divide my hesitation
Be inspired by my passion.
Avoid stability. Keep stable
Learn how to dance waltz
Keep me curious
Let me fly alone
Love Me in my Promiscuity
Share my insanity
Be in Love with my Hair
Grow with Me
Try to let me dot your "i's"
Be able to keep silence when there's no need to talk.
Find me everywhere you go. Miss me bitterly.

12 апр. 2012 г.

Vanilla trip to Kiev. 5 days of real Spring.

Why not have a trip to a city we have never been? Everyone says that a big joyrney begins with a small step.)
In my case it was a new hairstyle. Oh, no, of course it wasn't, there were lots of reasons to visit this city. I'm just trying to find one of the most reasonable)
We decided to visit Kiev. Special credits to Oksana, Irina and Jenya for taking care of us! I stole so many recepies of Italian, French and Hungarian cuisine from you) Thanks! I promise to cook all of them and to give a photo-report of every meal. It is very delicious, believe me)
So, Kiev. A place among some countries where spring appeared for the days we were staying there. We were enormously happy to take our clothes off and to enjoy some of spring rays warming our cold noses. So here goes my perception of this city, said to be the one, where all my fellow citizens appear to "breathe freely".
Hospitality and  communicability are the main traits of the Ukrainians.
My friends have growing tomatoes on their balcony) They are real!
The Real Ukrainian Soup! Exclusive pleasure!
First day was rainy, so we dropped in the art gallery. There was a scent of the last summer.
The weather didn't allow us to spend our time outside much.
Kiev aquarels
In Kiev it's impossible not to gain weight))) Everything is so delicious! French meat dish. Beer... Impossible to resist.
Window shopping... Never enough money to buy everything I want.
Kiev from the window of a metro wan
Day 2. La ville qui bouge
KI and DI
***City of flowers***
***City of lovers***
Tulips, roses, etc, etc, etc
I sream) adore ice cream
Magic places to visit.
springtime sadness
city views
Day 3 started with surprises. Postcards to friends. Hope they will find the addressees.
I have never eaten capers)
Perhaps, the most delicious thing  I have ever eaten) A curd pie.
Rice with vegetables.  A dinner in a local cafe. I can never remember their names.
Decoration of windows. Sweet)
long walks
Poor cat) He has to gain money not only for himself, but also for his landlady)
Top 10th of presents for your friends when you come back home.
The Ukrainians are preparing for Easter. They are hanging these colorful eggs on the tree branches.
Plan of the theatre. We decided to spen a cultural evening.
Breath-taking performance by the actors of Ivan Frank's theatre. We were watching "Two flowers of indigo color".
That man with a dog was a real embodiment of a monument nearby)
One more cafe where we spent our evenings, tired of long walks.
Day 4. Every our morning started with an exremely reach and full-flavoured coffee...
which is also my passion
That day we decided to visit the Botanic Garden of Kiev.
There were not so many blooming flowers and plants, because it was early spring, but I found some.)
Di's enjoying himself. 19 degrees above zero) Perfect day!
Wild West landscape
World's turning around!
Photos by Dima (C)
Familiar landscapes
Fairy tale roads
City views, unforgettable
Sun's going down, golden light
The last day, the day of saying good bye, buying tickets back and presents for friends. I will miss you, Kiev!
Last breakfast, last coffee.
last cookies
Sweet presents. They didn't survive)))
Kievsky Tort
Halva with raisins
Small single step. What's next?