Meet beautiful Yulya, bride de Ukraine

💥 If you keep your gaze a little longer, you'll understand one thing.I'm not a femme fatale at all.Femme fatales have to stay beautifully silent, leave dramatically and regularly break hearts.

Honestly?It's too exhausting and ridiculous.

I'd much rather eat juicy fruit with my hands, lick my fingers, sing in the kitchen while cooking something delicious. Preferably in the half-light, with quiet music... and it doesn't matter that the curtains aren't closed... 😄

As a child I was taught to be a "good" girl.

Not to stand out.To think about what people would say.And always please people.
It turned out... about twenty percent. 😇

I remember when I was eleven, our neighbor asked me to hold her bucket of milk. Five minutes before that she had refused to let me eat her raspberries...

Well... let's just say the bucket unexpectedly became level with the ground. 😄

It was exactly then that I finally realized I would never become the kind of girl society wanted me to be.
Maybe that's why I never felt like a white crow.
More like a duck that once looked at the flock and asked:"Who decided that I have to fly exactly with them? Maybe I want to choose my own route... and my own person?"

At the same time, I love discipline.

I love sports.Good manners.Character.A strong body.
Yes... one doesn't interfere with the other at all.
On the contrary—they complement each other perfectly. 😉
I've never tried to be unusual.

I've simply never known how to be anyone else.

And you?

I like masculine strength. But it's not in fists or six-pack abs. 🙂 I work out at the gym, and I've seen enough to know that a man's strength has very little to do with the size of his biceps. Although if you enjoy sports too, I'd definitely like that.
I'm looking for a man beside whom I'll want to kick off my shoes, turn my phone off to hell, and forget that the word "have to" even exists.
A man who eats watermelon with his hands instead of a knife and fork, asks me to bake apple pies, and who'll go through fire and water with me... and even cross a river that's only knee-deep without overthinking it.

And you know...

If you also love listening to vinyl records, I honestly don't need anything more.

And remember...

Even the strongest stone becomes warmer if it's held in someone's hands long enough...

Can you feel it? 🖤