Summer is made for spontaneous trips, but sometimes my brain comes up with ideas that are a mix of sheer recklessness and absurdity. Last weekend, my girlfriends and I took off for the Dnipro River to catch the sunrise. Music, tents, romance!

Around five in the morning, inspiration struck: I absolutely had to perform a contemporary dance on the beach in the dark to a track from my favorite TV show. I cranked up the speaker, tuned out reality, and started pulling off pirouettes that would have m...

Ten days ago, a friend of mine headed to Odesa with shining eyes. Before leaving, she sent photos of swimsuits and solemnly declared:
"That’s it. Don’t look for me. I’m going to live in the sea."

A day later, the first message arrived:
— The swimsuit is currently serving as outerwear...

Another day passed:
— We aren’t sunbathing. We’re warming ourselves against a cup of coffee.

Then came a photo of the beach: umbrellas, jackets, wind, and one heroic man who had waded knee-deep into the sea. T...

I used to think that ideal men didn't exist, but then

I booked a trip to Bali and realized that there’s no such thing as a perfect vacation—but you still have to make the best of it.

You know, at our age, you know exactly what you want—and, more importantly, what you definitely don’t want.

I used to think perfect men didn't exist...

But then I booked a trip to Bali and realized: perfect vacations don't exist either—though escaping reality is still a blast.

Especially when this "specimen" tr...

Hello, my love! Well, do you recognize this picture? Yesterday I was sitting on the veranda of a new fashionable store in the center of Kiev, marveling at the menu the size of Gogol’s “Viy” and thinking: “Tom, well, you’re a grown up girl, and you won’t have the same situation as your neighbor))). It’s time to finish the trend!”

I longed for something so ... spruce, noble, so that the soul began to tremble, and then fell asleep.

I’m ordering “author’s pate from wild boar with dogwood marmalade...