Anna Vostrikova

My life’s sweet-and-sour. It’s a feeling of levitation that is sometimes interrupted by philosophical, lyrical, and even sentimental moments. It’s like strawberry and banana mixed together.

I can’t do a job that I don’t believe in. I will never go for a job in a PR-department of a can producing factory on my own accord.

A professional first creates his every dish in his imagination.

I once drove to a place some hundred kilometres out of Moscow at four in the morning just to see my love. All these things you do when you’re feeling guilty. He was on top of the world.

One man said: “Scary is not the woman who knows how to cook, but doesn’t want to do it, it’s the woman who wants to cook, but doesn’t know how to do it”.

I don’t like and don’t get the consumer approach to life that’s been so popular lately.

A woman must, above all, love herself. When I look at myself in the mirror, I must be sure that I am exactly who I want to be.

At the stage of identity formation, a person is ruled by hormones and complexes. And only the one, who’s managed to tame these two forces within his body, can then become a true individual.

It is medically proven, that female genitals adjust to the partner. So size doesn’t matter.

What I appreciate about men is the ability to be truthful with themselves.

A man has to be kind, know how to look after himself and have a sense of humour.

I’m so totally caught up in my work, that at the moment the lines between it and my personal life are blurred, but I’m trying to make this situation change.

New Year is my most favourite holiday. Some of my loved ones I only see on this magic night.

I’d like to have a big house where I could gather all my most favourite people. You just call your friends, invite them for a glass of wine, and the house comes alive.

I can come up with two different images of myself in old age: an old bag in a long skirt, high heel shoes, with a decent hairstyle and in glasses, walking to some museum or sitting in some park, reading a book, and as for the second one… at 75 I’m sitting on the seashore and just enjoying the sea air.