Anastasia Borisova

A psychologist in one of the magazines drew up my psychological portrait based on the shape and contents of my handbag. She said I was a person of great potential which has already started to reveal itself. She also added that I’m as good at making long-term plans as short-term ones (in reality learning to do so is one big pipe dream of mine). I so liked the girl described by the psychologist, that I even felt like getting to know her better (laughs).

It’s true when they say that you can judge a place on its toilet. There’s a restaurant in the Stanislavski and Nemirovich-Danchenko Music Theatre, all enveloped in dark blue dimness, with plush couches and lanterns shaped as naked men’s and women’s legs, and you should see the, I beg you pardon, washroom, they’ve got there! Where you’d expect to see normal doors, you get enormous hand-operated (like majority of things in our life) gilded frames, with mirrors instead of paintings in them. You come up to the door, move this painting, lock yourself from the inside, and that’s it. You sit there, enjoying the cosy darkness and watching an enormous mirror look at you with your own eyes. Isn’t it just all the girl can ever want? It’s impossible to get yourself out of there (laughs). That would actually make a great bio: the place I enjoy most in my life is a toilet!

I’ve changed a lot in the last five years. Right now, what I see is not just Nastya (short for Anastasiya — TN), who wanted to live like everyone else — “neatly”, but a girl who wants to change the world. To change the world means to change yourself: embrace the energy that surrounds you in all its fullness and depth and then release it back, renewed and enriched, share it with others. This change is actually gradually taking place every day against our will (which is the cause of all the pain and suffering). So the trick is getting this will of yours involved into the process, determining, if I can say so, the right course!

I don’t like the word “sex”. It’s been vulgarised to a point where it sounds somewhat the same as going to a shop or out for dinner.

I love men and… yes, I can’t imagine living without you, guys. I admire you, for you are so different from us. You’re much more laid-back when it comes to a lot of things, you’re more discrete, more susceptible to the progress of science, you’re just brilliant. We cannot but appreciate this.

It’s a stupid thing to ask an unmarried woman after sex if she’s come or not. If we did it every day, we could, probably, afford not to come, but otherwise, it’s a totally unaffordable luxury (laughs).

Our soul outlives our body, so the main purpose of our mortal life is to achieve immortality of the soul, to make sure that after death you don’t fall into oblivion, but discover the supreme beauty beyond. If your soul has been unable to overthrow the burden of everyday problems, bodily concerns, anxiety, if you haven’t learnt to forgive others, do good, love your neighbour, that’s a tough one, like yourself, then there will be no immortality.

I wouldn’t go as far as to say that this applies to everyone, but a lot of us have a little worm inside us, or rather even a little goblin (somewhat like Gollum from “The Lord of the Rings”), that keeps whispering to you: you want to be renowned, want to be famous, want everyone’s admiration and love at any cost. This goblin used to mess a lot with my life. I used to think: “If I don’t become famous, then why even do all this?” Now I’m slowly starting to get rid of him. Thank God, apart from this goblin, there are no other dudes and voices in my head.

Each one of us is a mini-model of the Universe. Everything a man can ever imagine and see around him, he has inside him. It’s true!

I suffer when I’m not in love.

It’s funny how sometimes after you’ve been out somewhere with a guy, he thinks he can just drive you to his place.

I’m working on the whole jealousy issue, trying to get rid of it once and for all, because it’s such a stupid, primitive feeling. If you’re jealous, it only means that you haven’t matured enough spiritually to experience the true love, when you accept the person the way they are and trust them completely. The reality is that jealousy is actually a sign of not loving someone rather than loving them.

I’m so dying to get myself a Toyota Prius, but I can’t really afford it as yet, the bloody thing is expensive as hell!

It causes me physical pain when someone raises their voice at me, so I battle with people who are emotionally unstable. Maybe the reason is that I myself am a bit of a hysterical person? (Laughs.)

I always pay attention to the way a person smells. It’s not the perfume scent I’m talking about here. I can subconsciously sense the person’s natural odour and, if it disagrees with me, this cancels any chance for further communication.

I have an inborn conviction that we come to this world to follow our heart, and then there will be no problems at all. Because a problem is our inability to accept certain circumstances, our attitude to which is our choice.

I’m my own beauty idol! Of course, I do think that I’m very attractive, sometimes even bloody attractive, when I talk long and, surely, know what I’m talking about it. That’s the best confidence building exercise.