A Perfectionist’s Guide To Capsule Wardrobes

I came across the idea of a capsule wardrobe a few years ago and I have fallen in love with it (as well as the idea of minimalism in general) since then.

Eliminating the unnecessary clutter in our lives (both literal and metaphorical) to create room for the important stuff that we always seem too busy for? Yes, please!

Creating 20 outfits for all kinds of occasions, while owning 20 pieces of clothing? Teach me your ways!

After reading a bunch of different blogs, I have been able to considerably downsize my wardrobe. However, there is one thing that the perfectionist in me has had to accept (but not after a fair share of mental warfare). Continue reading “A Perfectionist’s Guide To Capsule Wardrobes”


Why We Should Celebrate International Women’s Day

I grew up in culture that celebrates International Women’s Day. And I mean really celebrates it: flowers, chocolates and cliché online greeting cards included. 

You see, “8th March” (as this occasion is known in Russian) is the Communists’ answer to Valentine’s Day.

And even though I am immensely grateful that the Communist era with its countless infringements of humans rights has passed, I am glad that “8th March” has outlived the Soviet Union and continues to be celebrated across the former Eastern Bloc. It is one of the very few things that the Communists got right and, in fact, I wish that the West would learn from them.  Continue reading “Why We Should Celebrate International Women’s Day”

Short Story: A Different Imagination

For as long as I can remember, there have always been two frames of photographs in our living room. The large one contains many different photos of many different relatives at many different times. (My parents believed that I should know the names and faces of my relatives, even though it is unlikely that I will ever meet most of them; as a little girl, held in my mother’s arms so that I could see the photographs, I could name the relatives pictured, while my father recorded the scene on a rented video camera.) The smaller frame contains a photograph of my mother’s grandmother. It hangs below the larger frame, as Belarusian superstition dictates that photographs of deceased individuals should be placed lowest. The palm-sized square photograph has flown with us across the oceans and the deserts to Australia. Every morning when I walk into the living room, it is there on the mantle piece, reminding me that somewhere, in a land I can only imagine, there lived a woman, whom I would have liked to have met before she passed away. Continue reading “Short Story: A Different Imagination”

On The Meaning Of Home

Home is a peculiar concept.

(Especially to those of us who cannot associate it with a specific physical location.)

However, here is what I have learnt in my nineteen years of longing for it.

(OK, probably not nineteen, since a newborn does not have the cognitive abilities to comprehend the concept of a “home”, but you get the idea.)  Continue reading “On The Meaning Of Home”

How Can I Be Praying For You?

If you come from non-religious background (like mine), you will probably be startled by this question the first time you hear it. It might make you feel uncomfortable or even downright angry, especially if you are an adamant atheist or a sceptical agnostic.

And there is a very good reason for your reaction.

Continue reading “How Can I Be Praying For You?”

1000 Gifts: The Most Important Journalling Exercise You Will Ever Do

As with all things great, this journalling exercise is surprising in its simplicity.

All you have to do is list 1000 things (as well as people and experiences, of course) that you are grateful for.

Of course it is natural to begin with the “big things” in our lives; our health, our relationships and our careers.

However, if you are anything like the average human being, chances are that these are in various states of dismay. The purpose of this exercise is Continue reading “1000 Gifts: The Most Important Journalling Exercise You Will Ever Do”

The Cure To Wanderlust

Growing up, I felt a constant desire to travel; to be elsewhere; to be there, where there is life happening. In other words, I was suffering from a severe case of mixed wanderlust and FOMO (fear of missing out).

Wanderlust is glorified by millennials and overseas travel is perceived as a compulsory rite of passage.

However, not all of us have the means or the desire to travel. And there is nothing wrong with that.

Now, I am absolutely certain that there are people out there, who genuinely enjoy the travel lifestyle and all the instability (read: traumatic adventures that teach you life lessons and become the funniest stories ever) that comes with it.

However, I am also certain, that Continue reading “The Cure To Wanderlust”