I share with you a photo of my outfit that co-starred in the warm
September days.

And I was very pleased with the embroidery as I noticed that the
people smiled at me kindly. That was very nice.

But as long as I am in search of the perfect things in Marsala
color, I do not forget about my constant fall favorite - Beaujolais.

I'm on the red and black. God forgive me, Stendhal, but there is
no philosophical subtext, only stylistic specifics.

Black lace, massive earrings, bright make-up and Martini
Prosecco - a true embodiment of Italian taste.

I'm dreaming about vacation. I'm tired. I do not whine.
It's just the truth

I cannot believe that summer is already behind us. It flew by
so quickly. This time I spent a few days in Odessa.

How do you feel about bridges? Do you build or burn them?
I am now on the bridge in the context of the metaphor.

I'm not really ukrainian, but i was growing here IN Ukraine, that's
why i wanted to show patriotic spirit through prism of my stylistic
consciousness.(there's lil difference between saying IN and ON
with Ukraine,most people say and write ON here)