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My grand-grand mother was a Cougar. She lived in Belorussia in the small city named Polotsk more than 100 years ago. She was rich, well educated and clever. She was clairvoyant, a healer, and a «medicine woman», whom in medieval times would have been classified as one to be burned in the inquisition «purification» fire.

She could see, or sense, events before they actually happened, but she couldn’t interfere with the destiny of people. She respected the free will of people as a fundamental human right. She knew precisely how to heal wounds and how to predict the future. But, she could not avoid her destiny during the ugly time of communist’s suppression, after the October revolution, as to be part of this collective madness. I have a picture of her – a little old medallion – and I can see the beautiful self-confidence woman with a big hat – a real «mystery» for men.

There is an old picture of her with her husband and her daughter Sasha, my grand mother, when Sasha was only 6 years old. My grandmother who I knew and adore since my childhood was a real modern «Cougar» – being married 4 times and with 5 different men (one of them was free-love) in spite of her handicap. She insured her leg, when she was only 20, working together with Vladimir Lenin in the Kremlin – so called «subbotnik» – it was a special day when people devoted their free labour for revolutionary tasks. Because of her injury she used ugly orthopaedic shoes and a walking stick all of her life, which I found she did with great elegance. She was a very elegant lady.

My first memory of her was when she was a 60-year-old woman. I was very proud to walk beside her in the streets of Moscow. She would walk with her high ugly shoes and wooden stick with such dignity and beauty that everyone around was staring at her!

She was a perfect Cougar. In spite of her illness and constant pain in her leg she was a happy woman: she created her own very comfortable, and rich in events world and personal lifestyle. She was a women’s dress designer by profession and she was the owner of her own little school of design. In the 1960’s, she was one of the first designers who created the first push-up for Russian women’s society. All of her cloth creations were colourful, fresh, elegant, irresistible for men, and simply beautiful. She made an unforgettable contribution to creating the «Cougar» designs for modern girls in communist Russia of 1960—1980 – sexy, passionate, seductive and attractive. Russia was a closed country at that time, therefore it sounds unbelievable when I talk about the fashion in Khrushchev’s and Brezhnev’s Russia, but I was a witness of her creations. The stupid, famous remark «We have no sex in Russia», made during the first Russian-American summit in 1970, made her laugh hysterically – after 4 marriages and 6 children she was an expert in bisexual relations and the art of men’s seduction!

She knew a lot about natural medicine, but sometimes she was an impossible Cougar for those who surrounded her (for example, her son-in-law, my father). I have learned a lot by just being around her. She never had ugly conflicts with her husbands but clever confrontations (I adored her last husband a lot even though he was not actually my grandfather). And, she was always the winner. She was teaching me to be a winner in women’s life.

She had only a few wrinkles when she was in her 80s. I still remember her beautiful smiling face – the face of a real «Cougar». She had her secrets of ever beauty. I will share them with you.

My mom was/is (still) the Cougar, too – an example of a «soviet» Cougar with double morals: communist outside and very religious and fateful person inside – I love her!

Here she is: my beautiful mom in 1955 in Moscow, Russia before my birth.

It was my background to become the «Cougar» myself. I developed a «beautiful Cougar» image. I am fifty, sexy, intelligent, funny, adored by a lot of men (and women) and happy married to my lovely Danish husband (N.2). No less – no more. Cougar.