On this day I had shootings for SG. The girls and I rented a..

On this day I had shootings for SG.
The girls and I rented an apartment in the center of Tbilisi, and made our little „shootfest”

It was still about 3 hours before filming, so I decided to take a walk around the city.

It was very hot, I stopped under a bridge overlooking Tbilisi to take a smoke break and hide from the sun a bit.
A man called from behind me. He spoke Russian.
The man looked about 55-60 years old, he was very friendly, but extremely unpleasant to me, because he did not keep his distance.

I am a very squeamish person, I don’t like being touched by strangers. I always keep my distance when talking to a person, but this man came closer and closer to me. He spoke directly to my face, his saliva hit my cheek. 🥲 I was pierced by a current of disgust, but I tried to be polite.

He asked me if I like the city? Where I was from? how old I was, and so on.
Then he began to say that he was a travel agent, and he want take me to see the city in his car for free. Naturally, I did not agree. I said that I had other plans, but he was extremely persistent.

I knew that Georgians can be very intrusive, overly sociable, etc., but I have always had a good opinion of them.

After 2 cigarettes smoked and 30 minutes in the sultry heat, I was already tired of listening to this man, I wanted to leave. My back was all wet from the heavy backpack I carried with me to the shoot. I wanted to spend my free time differently. But unfortunately, I have such problem: I am too polite and I am afraid to offend a person.

I began to hint that, my friends were waiting for me, but the man didn’t want to let me go, he began to touch my hands, saying that I had a strong aura and good energy.
My politeness turned into irritation…

For about 10 more minutes I tried to get away from him, and he said: okay, go if you want to. I said goodbye and got up to leave, but he sharply pressed me to him, as if trying to hug, but he put one hand on my chest and began to touch me. I pushed him away in fright and saw how he held himself between his legs with his other hand. I walked away with a brisk step and in the wake he said to me: Bye bye.

God, how disgusting I felt in my soul. How I wanted to take a shower and remove all this dirt from myself. I was so lost. I found the calm place and took my wet wipes for “simulate a shower”.
The sensations were terrible.

I understood only one thing. How hard it is to be a woman in this world. I know, many will think: “well, here she is photographed naked”, yes. But unfortunately, not everyone understands that this is work for me. I just take pictures and do content.
In life, I am very modest, and I never behave provocatively. I always communicate with people very respectfully, observe subordination, respect the personal boundaries of other people.
But to my great regret, there are a lot of such situations in the world when I see such an attitude towards women. I constantly catch the eyes of men. Some may yell something after me, some may whistle or something like that. 90% of people on the street burn me with their eyes because of my tattoos and sometimes there is no escape from these views.
Being a woman means being afraid to return home in the evening, afraid to get into a taxi, afraid to trust men, afraid of being judged, and so on. Being a woman is really emotionally difficult. But I'm glad to be her.
After all, a woman is always about tenderness, about care and love. A woman is something sensitive and beautiful. Like a flower.
And how beautiful men are who realize this, protect us ❤️