So I got married over the weekend

And here’s my favourite fuzzy iPhone photo from the reception, held at that den of vice known as Teatr.doc, perhaps one of Moscow’s most controversial and interesting theaters: Photo courtesy of Igor Stam – terrific actor and well-known hurler of bottles. Thankfully, no bottles were hurled on this occasion. I wore jewelry that belonged toContinue reading “So I got married over the weekend”

Monster in the mirror: insecurity over looks is not awesome, and shouldn’t be required

“At least you guys can wear halters. I’ve got man-shoulders.” – Regina George. “Mean Girls.” That’s me at 13, backstage at the student theater. Looking at this photo 13 years later, I’m struck by how pretty I look. I was a pretty girl. I didn’t know it. In fact, every single time I looked inContinue reading “Monster in the mirror: insecurity over looks is not awesome, and shouldn’t be required”

The New Year in Kiev, by Sasha Andrusyk

My blood pressure fell suddenly, like it sometimes does these days. I came alive maybe half an hour later after Sasha took this picture, when medicine was found. The baby started moving just two days before. It woke me up on the train. It’s too early for me to actually feel kicks, but I feelContinue reading “The New Year in Kiev, by Sasha Andrusyk”

Khodorkovsky: “two wrongs don’t make a right”

I am too busy enjoying Kiev to really be in the mood to blog about the trial of Mikhail Khodorkovsky and Platon Lebedev, but I did want to say a couple of things I don’t believe that Mikhail Khodorkovsky is “the Russian Nelson Mandela.” I think this categorization is ridiculous. I like what a colleagueContinue reading “Khodorkovsky: “two wrongs don’t make a right””