Who am I? The answer to that question might change hundreds of times a day, but my story…my past…remains the same.
I was born in Moscow and moved to the United States at 5 years of age. My parents left everything behind, took a great leap forward and transported my sister and I to what would ultimately be a better life. A last-minute twist of fate changed our final destination to Chicago.
Needless to say, the rest is history.
My parents, being incredibly determined and intelligent people, slowly built a life for our little family of four. Difficult times eventually gave way to stability and assurance. Due to my parents’ sacrifices, I was able to have a beautiful childhood filled with love, opportunities, vacations, and a great education.
I always like to think that I truly began living my life in college. Perhaps it was the immense feeling of independence, but the invigorating education surely contributed. I felt mature, independent and unstoppable. I chose an in-state university as my home away from home for 4 years of my life. After hopping around different areas of study, I ultimately chose to pursue a degree in Engineering. I’ve always adored math and science (geek alert!) and instantly felt like I hit the jackpot once engineering studying began.
Physics, calculus, chemistry, thermodynamics, mechanics, dynamics, etc etc…these classes defined me for 4 years, pushed me to tears an embarrassing amount of times, brought great people into my life, and helped stretch my mind towards endless limits. I wouldn’t take it back for anything!
But with clarity and happiness, obscurity and darkness is always not far behind. Life works as one great big balance…it’s black and white with lots of grey mixed in. I went through turmoil the second semester of my freshman year when I had a brief affair with unhealthy eating habits. To put it simply- I was terrified of the dreaded “freshman 15” which was truly absurd considering I’ve been naturally thin my entire life. Luckily, the relationship was short-lived, as my mom and sister (unknowingly) pulled me out of it. The entire story is saved for another day.
With darkness and gloom, lucidity was once again not far off. My skewed relationship with food eventually transformed into a passionate one.
In my dark days I discovered my love of wholesome and healthy foods, and with healing came the desire to maintain this clean way of eating. My kitchen creations almost always feature pure and unprocessed foods that invigorate the body and soothe the soul.
The simplicity of eating has helped pave the way for the overall natural way of life. I avoid medications when unnecessary and I believe in the healing powers of nature’s gifts. My beauty section highlights some of my favorite tips and secrets.
During my confusing and ever-changing transformation, I’ve always remained true to my roots.
After graduating in May 2011, I was left with the world wide open in front of my very eyes.
I spent almost two years wandering around Illinois before a life-changing trip made me realize I belonged elsewhere.
I spent the next 7 months fighting for my dream, my obsession if you will. I battled my fears, the concerns of others, and criticisms for months until the Big Apple vision became a reality on June 15th, 2013.
New York is my clean slate, a new chapter in my life, a time to challenge myself and get to know my persona at a whole new level. We’ve been having a whirlwind romance and our steamy affair is only growing more intense daily.
Regardless of where life will take me, I will always remind myself to enjoy every moment that comes with it.