Christina from Zaporozhye | 38 y.o., Brown Eyes, Black Hair, Single

Hi! My name is... (let's leave the intrigue, I'll tell you my name when we meet in person), I am the owner of a cosmetology clinic. Yes, yes, the same "girl with a needl", only instead of a fairy tale - business, love for people and tons of beauty ampoules. I work with faces, but I'm looking for the heart. I have my own business, but I'm not an "iron lady" at all. Rather, the one who can solve a thousand tasks in a day and then escape to the sea, where hair is salty, skin is happy, and wine plays in the glass at sunset. I love traveling: my suitcase is always half packed and my list of countries is like a shopping list at IKEA: long, varied and full of temptations. Golf is my meditation. Calmness, concentration and hitting a point-to-point shot like in life. Except instead of a ball, it's a target. And if you don't play, no problem, I can teach you (and yes, a nice sweater on you is welcome, I'm an aesthete to the core). I'm a foodie to the core. I love to eat good food the way other people love to. Well, you get the picture. I'm easily pleased with a good steak, a glass of wine, or a conversation that gives me goosebumps. I think the best dessert is when I'm as interested in you as I am in tiramisu in Tuscany. I value the principles of life: honesty, respect, ease, the ability to be near, not "over" or "in spite of". I believe in love, the kind where two people are a team. Without games, manipulation and "I'm busy, I'll text you in three days". If you're good with empathy, humor and soul - already like you.

Traveler on call. If there is somewhere is sea, delicious food and beautiful view I am there. I am not escaping from problems. A suitcase in the trunk is like a suitcase alarm, only it contains swimsuits and SPF 50. Golf is my dzen and jazz. Someone relaxes in the spa, and I hit the ball around the course with such excitement, as if it were deadlines. If you want a date, take me golfing. Or bring coffee and say, "Come on, I've already signed us up for the course." That's it, I'm getting married. Foodhunting is my cardio. I don't just like to eat. I know how to eat. When I see a new cafe, I go in, taste, analyze, photograph, like, repeat. I dream of a man who understands the phrase, "Let's order everything and share." If you like steamed broccoli and no salt, well, good luck to you, warrior. The sea is my everything. If it's a bad day, I play a video of the waves. If it's a good day, I put on an airplane ticket. The sound of the sea is therapeutic. And if you have the shoulder of a loved one nearby, you're in resuscitation. Cosmetologist by profession, a magician in essence. Yes, I have my own clinic, yes, I know the difference between serum and emulsion, and yes, men can also cream! Don't worry, I won't turn you into an Instagram model unless you want me to (or if we have matching face masks).

I'm for real intimacy: where you can be yourself, talk without filters and laugh until tears over how I spilled coffee again because I gesticulated during a passionate monologue about my favorite TV show. I want a relationship where we build, get high, support and remember to kiss at stoplights together. P.S. If you are the one who is not afraid of a successful woman who can build a business, and you scarf to tie swipe right. Or write first. Now. Don't slow fate down.