Author Archives: Natalia Antonova
Hello, Krakow in wet snow :)
You beautiful slut, you. I think I am in love.
This is me right now
Also, Poland is beautiful. All clothed in a snowy shroud. But what else is new, really? I have always loved this country. It’s in my tendons and my blood and other parts of me as well. It’s the country where I shot a gun for the first time. Paustovsky loved Poland, and Paustovsky and IContinue reading “This is me right now”
I cannot get out, said the starling
Am off on one of my bizarre road-trips tomorrow. Already, I am wrung out , and I have at least 5 days of other people’s booze and sight-seeing and work and terror ahead of me. Going to see Krakow for the first time. Well, technically it won’t be the first, but my childhood memories ofContinue reading “I cannot get out, said the starling”
Damn, Africa. What happened?
The title of this post is inspired by Lindsay Lohan’s latest fucking debacle brilliant PR move. One that I can freely laugh at. Crotch-shots of a drunk girl are always creepy, but this bullshit? Girl, you done brought it on yourself. Some time ago, someone I consider a good friend told me that he’s gladContinue reading “Damn, Africa. What happened?”