I don't know if life is without inspiration; I'm sure that even the most self-absorbed people live driven by some motivation.
My passions are my sanctuaries. And if in childhood I didn't have Britney Spears posters on my wall, now I've found myself with two idols, even if it sounds a bit… I like to call them that.
I love spending time with them, and I have the feeling that I live somewhere in France or the USA, and we often have tea, and they communicate with me using complicated and sweetly phrased sentences, about this and that.
The first is Vladimir Pozner; I like to discuss considerations, manners, and politics with him, remembering my 5 years of involvement in Moldovan politics, where I learned a great deal.

I have feminine and heartfelt discussions with Julia Child; we were connected by the azure blue of her kitchen, our love for charming France, or the fact that she started studying intensively at Le Cordon Bleu at 32, and I, at 23 and one month, gathered enough courage to launch a video blog, I don't know...

I believe that soulmates exist, people whose ideas align so strongly that you feel related. And passions are a powerful mirror of each of us. I miss what I used to be, but I also like what I have become.
Thank you, Madame Julie and Monsieur Vladimir, for being a part of my life.






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