Makeup, Asya / Lingerie & Styling, Kokon Intimates

I find myself in the thick of March in Moscow. It’s still chilly and the atmosphere is cloudy. Making my way through the weary streets, I can’t help but think how strange it is that I could have been in love with this city 10 years ago.

Stepping off the sidewalk, I enter into a huge, grey building just a stone’s throw from the Kremlin. Passing up the central staircase, I find myself opening a heavy door and entering into an old apartment filled with memories. It doesn’t look like it has changed much since the Soviet times.

I have a stepped into a new world. There is a great library with shelves overflowing with colourful, old books. A moody cat meanders between the antique furniture. And there she is: a charismatic blonde belle who has already assumed the role of Margarita. So I take my camera out and let the story begin…. We miss only the Master, yet with each click of my shutter, his presence matters even less. Margarita and I have everything we need right here.