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So Many Russian Women in a Nightclub, Where are the Men?


A friend of mind who had recently travelled to Russia for an extended trip sent me these photos from his Sunday night in a night club in Omsk.

We were chatting on Skype he told me how shocked he’d been to see such a huge disparity in the Men to Women ratio.

“There were 20 women for every guy when I went out that night and I have the photos to prove it!”

I replied,

“Go ahead and email them to me but yes I totally know what you are talking about since I’d been to more then a few clubs when I was there.”

Keep in mind that on a Sunday this was actually a very slow night.  But starting about Wednesday this place will fill up with over twice as many women as you see in the photos and will be absolutely wall-to-wall packed by Friday and Saturday.

Now as enticing as these numbers may seem to the average guy, if you decide to visit a Russian nightclub I certainly wouldn’t recommend trying to meet anyone serious there.

In all the time I was in Russia meeting girls in a club was never really an option because as with clubs everywhere in the world the whole scene is an artificial show and lacks the appropriate environment or energy to meet someone in an organic and unpretentious way.

Go there to enjoy the music, feel the vibe and of course to see the girls.

But my best recommendation is to stick to the numerous cafes, shops and parks that are all over any Russian city.


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28 Responses to So Many Russian Women in a Nightclub, Where are the Men?

  1. Anna M. on 06/05/2012 at 9:19 am

    Maybe it was “ladies’ night”? ;p This is a bit off topic, but I am actually impressed by how curvy, generously proportioned they all are. They have lovely figures, but they are definitely not rail-thin as I normally think of Russian women to be(…I don’t know where I got that idea?). Love their outfits too!

    Anna M.

    • Kisha on 06/05/2012 at 4:37 pm

      Prolly the pictures you see on this site?

      • Anna M. on 06/08/2012 at 9:31 am

        You’re probably right, Kisha. This site is about as close to Russia as I’ve gotten (Sadly!) and the women represented on this site are rather on the thinner side although still lovely as well.

        –Anna M.

  2. Sam R. Ogilvie on 06/05/2012 at 6:51 pm


    I have always wondered if the “Saturday Night Fever” disco craze ever descended on Russia. I keep meaning to ask my buddy Maxim, but questions are typically a waste of time, sadly. Translate Google is always bamboozled by the big words he uses, so I can never understand anything he writes. It would be a pity if one couldn’t see guys doing double and triple crossovers, a la Johnny Travolta, on disco floors from St. Petersburg to Sakhalin Island.

    • Richard on 06/05/2012 at 10:20 pm


      For translations, have you tried “Babel Fish Translation” from AltaVista? They’ve done pretty good for nearly everything I’ve needed translated in almost every language. Maybe try comparing them to Google’s version and see how they match up.

      • Sam R. Ogilvie on 06/06/2012 at 5:44 am

        Thank you very much, Richard. I’ll give it a try.

        The reference to Maxim is something of an inside joke. He’s a great guy and a trusted friend at Vkontakte and the source of many friendships and good laughs. He’s a meteorologist by trade(a brilliant one, I should add) who enjoys chatting with Russian models and actresses and discussing international affairs on the side. I’ve forwarded a couple of his messages to various friends for translation and explanation, and one girl, a television journalist, has written back a few times and basically said that this guy is more intelligent than both of us combined, and that she doesn’t have a clue what he is talking about. Not surprisingly, he has a better working knowledge of our Democratic Republic than the average American in the street. Thankfully, he is an exception to the Russian male caricature.

  3. Mike Ervin on 06/06/2012 at 6:55 pm

    This doesnt surprise me of all the Russian women I have met all are drop dead gorgeous, and even online you will find so many who are divorced who are beautifull, they all will tell you the Russian men drink to much and dont have respect for the women. Im a 57 yr old Rocker , turned Actor and would love to find my soulmate guess I will have to travel to Russia or one of the other countries their.

  4. Lisa on 06/06/2012 at 11:33 pm

    how i hated that!
    entering a club to see about a hundred girls dancing and a couple of drunk looking guys standing in the corner, smoking
    they knew they could get girls any time they wanted, no matter what those girls looked like
    the girls had to try really hard to get someone s attention
    there are some good girls in this places, but a chance to meet them is much lower then in a natural enviroment, such as work or a company oof friends
    instead of clubs i would recommend parties organised by friends, there are twice as many girls there too and a foreghner would certainly be the center of attention

  5. Andy G on 06/26/2012 at 6:28 am

    what ever is wrong with the guys out there? I’m not saying that it’s a meat market or judging the ladies by their looks, but why are they not showing these women some attention? after all there’s plenty of time to get drunk if that’s what floats their boat.

    • Kisha on 06/26/2012 at 11:43 am

      Russian men are all about macho thing as many will say. It is simply not macho enough to dance in the crowd of girls. There are men in the club but they lurk in the darkness of the bar eyeing their prey.

      • Andy G on 06/27/2012 at 11:04 am

        Not from a macho point of view, but when I used to go to clubs, I would sit out the way & just look, all of my friends would go up & chat to ladies in a club or bar, but I have always been too shy, I would look but not touch. I don’t go to bars & clubs now, apart from age being against me, I also have a job where I work unsociable hours, by 7pm, I’m ready for my bed, I also don’t get out when others do as I work any 5 from 7 shift pattern which involves working weekends, but even if I did go out, I still can’t just talk to a total stranger, I don’t know why, I’ve always been the same.

  6. greg on 06/26/2012 at 3:20 pm

    My Russian wife and I saw a lot of pretty, beautifully dressed women wandering around art galleries. Katya believes they are trying to meet intelligent men. So if you see the same approach them and say hello.

    • Andy G on 06/27/2012 at 11:05 am

      I would be too shy to approach a total stranger & just start talking, that’s something I’ve never been able to do.

      • Greg on 06/30/2012 at 9:18 am

        Even a total stranger who is there to meet people?

        It’s simple. If a gorgeous, beautifully dressed woman is wandering around an art gallery, there is a 95% chance that she wishes to be talked to.

        When she is looking at a painting, why not simple ask.” Do you like that?”, and see where the conversation goes. Then say, “my name is Andrew or Andrei”, and offer your hand to shake.

        There was a time I was not able to drive. I learned.

        • Andy G on 06/30/2012 at 11:36 am

          Although I agree with what you have to say, I just don’t have the bottle to approach a woman, yet, if I am introduced by a friend or, they are in a working environment, I don’t have a problem talking to them, even when I worked behind the counter at a garage, I didn’t have a problem, but if I were waiting in a queue, I wouldn’t be able to make conversation with a woman stood by me in a queue, neither could I make conversation with a woman outside of the working environment, it’s strange especially as I have many female friends, some that I have had for 25+ years as friends, I would be shaking in my shoes

        • Richard on 06/30/2012 at 2:13 pm

          Good advice Greg.

          There was an old story I read once about a hypothetical situation where a modern man was trying to teach a famous Roman gladiator to drive a car. By the time this man finished explaining what the gladiator was going to do, the gladiator was shaking with fear. The gladiator couldn’t imagine how he would climb inside that steel box, press down on a thing in the floor and hold onto a plastic wheel while trying to simultaneously avoid all of the oncoming cars and so on. Yet every 15 year old child in the world sees it as a done deal just a few months in their future.

          We really don’t know what we can accomplish until we give it a try.


          There is almost nothing in the world which I truly regret, other than the opportunities missed because I refused to give something (or someone) a fair try.

          Meeting people now comes so naturally to me that my daughter and her friends see me talking to total strangers and wonder what in the world I would ever do that for. Years ago, in business, I was told that I could only succeed when I tossed out my concerns about “cold contacting”. It was literally the difference between no sales and nearly reaching national sales awards.

          Yes, there are still some people (okay some beautiful women) that still intimidate me a bit. But if I can give myself any reason to speak the first word, I almost always find them to be just as easy to talk with as anyone I’ve known for most of my life.

          Start by saying “Hi” as you pass people. Don’t start conversations or anything, just say “Hello” as you walk by. Before you know it, someone will say “Hi” back to you and a conversation will “accidentally” start up. Wow, a new friend. How about that.

          I’ve never been slapped, punched, kicked or shot at for simply beginning a conversation with a stranger.

          Trust me, you can talk to anyone on the planet. Give it a try, every day.

          • Andy G on 07/01/2012 at 2:35 pm

            I have the opposite effect, I have been banned from bars, cafes & other public places because I offend people, I have been hit over the head with a bottle, punched & slapped by women for just saying hello, you see, I am not blessed with looks, I fell down the ugly tree hitting every branch along the way down, I also look around 55 to 60 so I’m seen as a dirty old man, I’ve even had the Police called out because I’ve taken my godchildren to the park because, “a dirty old pervert is pushing kids on a swing” or playing ball in the park, you see, I’m used to being stereotyped because of my looks, the fact that I am grey & look that much older than I am, so I keep to myself around women unless I know them

          • manit on 12/07/2012 at 12:15 pm

            Great most Richard…truly inspirational!! Thanks man!

  7. Lisa on 07/02/2012 at 1:22 am

    andy you were so born in the wrong country
    i cant even imagine anything like that happening to a man in russia

    • Andy G on 07/02/2012 at 9:05 am

      over here in the UK, people stereotype those around them on the way they look, if they are married, where they live, you name it, I’m in my mid 40′s but I look much older, I’m grey, long hair with a beard, so I’m classed as a Hell Angel type person, I do ride a motorbike, but I’m just an individual, whilst everyone else wears their hair short, spiky & takes ages to get themselves ready for the day ahead, I’m afraid I don’t, I am what I am. I was cycling to my home last week when a policeman said “You’re a bit old to be cycling aren’t you?” I told him I like cycling & that I also go running in the early hours of the morning when I’m not working.

      I also find that because of my age, my looks & the fact that I’ve never been married, when I take my youngest godchildren out to the park or if I’m with them in their front garden playing, I get comments made like pedophile or something like that, I have always had that sort of comment made, I have been grey since the age of 24, I have always looked older than I am, that’s just life, I don’t have children of my own & I never will, again, that’s a fact of life, I can’t change it, but I like to spend time with my godchildren, I love being around children yet over here it is seen as wrong for a man to want to spend time with children, luckily for me, the childrens parents & those who know me don’t see it in that way.

      • Lisa on 07/02/2012 at 10:37 am

        Andy, dont pay attention to what those unworthy ppl say
        learn a couple of rude remarks to piss them off. dont blame urself, ppl will allways bully smb even if he looks perfect.

        im an attractive woman of 26 and ive been harrassed and bullied all my life – school, college, first job

        I never gave a damn. i learned to protect myself emotionally. i wear glasses and am slightly cross-eyed. also i have a very funny last name.

        all my life ive been bullied and ridiculed and pissed off by men. my first chef at work screamed at me for hours because i wasnt working quick enough. most men would call me ugly just because of my glasses. my current bf adores me and thinks im beautiful.

        ive never seen any man being harrassed and called ugly because of the glasses, yet we girls did get our portion of suffering

        i have very few good friends and i had to fight for every friendship in my life. here, in germany, sometimes ppl just laugh at me especially kids, when i walk down the street. i look absolutely normal, prettier then average, yet im contsantly ridiculed by others. i dont know for which reason and i dont give a damn.

        all my life i thought i was going to end up single and prepared to adopt a baby. even now, if my relationship with my boyfriend doesnt work out, ill just come back to russia, adopt a child and will live my life.

        people are mean, andy. thats just life. i never expected much, learned not to complain and to cherish the few good moments that i have. everyone had been rejected at some point in their lives.

        here in russia men are treated much better then women and often nobody has the guts to stand up to a drunken man who is disturbing other ppl, being an alkoholic is the norm here. yet if somebody with unusual clothes, a biker, or a punk will walk by, ppl are going to freak out. just because they re not used to it. in general ppl are a bit easier then in uk and nobody will call police if you speak to them.

        if u speak some language ull find ppl who will share ur interest and wont give a damn about ur looks and accept u the way u are.

        but the russian women unfortunately will not appreciate smb with tatoos or long hair. they wont care much for your appearance or age or money, but they do expect a guy to have some class and be more ordinary lloking.

        im not telling you to change ur ways, just make a remark about russian women and how they perceive unusual looking men. i myself would be ok dating a guy twice my age, with beer belly and grey haired, thats not a big deal for me. my mom who s in her 50s and is married to a guy older then 80 and she adores him (and he does look like 88 or smth)

        but id never date a guy with a biker look or many tatoos or bad teeth

        every gal and every man has their own things that piss them off. eventually most ppl do manage to find smb ))) smb who is “the right type”.

        • Andy G on 07/02/2012 at 1:13 pm

          that’s probably one of the reasons for my being single, long hair, beard, tattoos, no beer gut, good teeth, just joking, there is a difference in standards though between the UK & Russia, over here, we have gone very Americanised, sorry to any Americans I don’t intend on offending you, but here, you are not accepted if you wear the wrong brand of jeans or trainers, if you shop in the wrong shop, if you don’t drive the right type of car, you don’t go out & get drunk, you don’t swear like a trooper, you’re over 40 & not married or in a relationship, your girlfriend is older than you, it’s wierd really to think that you can be judged on this sort of thing, but that’s the mindset of people over here unfortunately.

          • Richard on 07/02/2012 at 2:41 pm


            Here’s my version of history with regards to just how shallow and insensitive we all (from any nation) can be. It is, of course, from an American “baby boomer’s” perspective.

            First off, in all honest hopes of being objective, I’ve always considered myself to be of pretty average appearance and ability.

            I was 10 years old in 1963, and at that point began to understand some of the sociological and interpersonal conventions of life which would make up the ensuing struggle that would identify me for posterity.

            As a Midwest farm kid, the town kids laughed at me because I lived in the country. We were all “hicks” and “fools” living out there in the sticks.

            A couple of years later, we moved to town and I was expected to treat other farm kids the way I had been treated. When I didn’t, I was chastised for my nonconformity and was still an “outcast”.

            The next year I began developing my long time interest in music and art which put me in a small minority, and then the “jocks” and the “hoods” both turned their backs on me.

            Since I was an outsider, the other outsiders slowly accepted me into their ranks but I was soon to start playing baseball and football seriously and made both teams, which meant I wasn’t one of the “fringe crowd” any longer.

            Since the athletes didn’t care for a long haired hippie freak trying to join their ranks, I was barely allowed a spot in their social hierarchy and at the same time the guys from the other side of the tracks began to shun me all over again.

            After lettering in sports, still playing rock ‘n roll and continuing to grow as an artist and photographer, there were small handfuls of each group that went a little beyond acceptance but I never felt made it quite to the point of good friends.

            For the most part, the farm kids had long since written me off, the jocks never quite understood that I could actually compete with them, the art crowd didn’t really understand me fully and the academics were totally baffled (as that sort often are) by my reluctance to settle on any one “place” in the local, social order. And even though, I still liked almost everyone in every group of my peers.

            By the way, all of this was taking place in and around a city with a population of 3,469 people.

            Whenever I was out of town, whatever other groups might identify with my “persona of the day” were cautious because I was an outsider, but more open to “new blood” within their circles, so it seemed that I made far more friends at a distance than back at home.

            After leaving home several times, I finally ended up settling down in Seattle as a young adult, and most of that social b.s. started all over again on a much larger scale.

            With career changes too numerous to mention and social toe dancing throughout communities of actors, artists, bikers, business people, sales floor airheads, constant efforts at nailing down a direction in life and a couple of failed marriages, I find myself approaching 60 and still know full well that I am NOT a part of any “in crowd” nor will I ever be.

            Somewhat surprising to me, in my 30s and 40s, as I started going back home for holidays and to attend reunions or whatever, it’s clear that everyone from each different group, click, team or gang, seems to remember me fondly as one of their closer friends and cohorts.

            After always trying to “fit in without selling out”, it seems that everyone else was on a nearly identical journey through self awareness and gaining a personal identity. They were all living under the same uncertainty and awkwardness as everyone else.

            So, in a nutshell, what I learned to do for self preservation in my youth and chose to live by as a rule of social survival later, became the standard I carry through life to this day: I am who I am and if anyone doesn’t like it, they can take a big sweet smooch of my rosy red butt cheeks.

            In this walk of life, we all seem to go through many variations and stages of trying to please some group or another, and never quite succeed, when in fact it is only ourselves who we must satisfy.

            Despite looks, talents, social skills or whatever, the reason that some people are perpetually single (in my humble opinion) is that we have become who we are and have no particular desire to continuously alter our existence to satisfy the ever changing wishes and whims of others.

  8. Andy G on 07/03/2012 at 11:03 am

    Thank you to you Richard & Lisa, I really appreciate your advice, without doubt, I have to say that although I agree with you both in what you are saying, I guess it’s just down to me to be able to grow a pair & regain my confidence, it’s easier to say than it is to do, I said hello to a woman as I passed in the street today & all I got was “what are you looking at you f*****g pervert!!!” had I have spoken to a teenager or early 20′s lady I could understand, but she was a lady of a similar age to me, that said, I hadn’t taken into account the fact that I look much older than I am, ut it really doesn’t help boost the confidence, I guess I have to keep on trying

    • Joel on 07/16/2012 at 6:07 pm

      Andy, I’ll be honest with you. One problem is us westerners have been raised in a culture that teaches us to mind our own business everywhere we go. That is why we have such a hard time trying to talk to strangers. I’ll give you one example. I’m a hockey fan of the local team here in my city. I was at the grocery store in line to purchase what I wanted, and the guy ahead of me was wearing a hat that donned the logo of our team. Clearly, he was also a fan. I made a comment on the next game that was going to be played. Something simple like guessing what the score was going to be. I then asked him what he thought it would be. He gave me one and two word answers. I then asked him who on the team he thought would score. He said he didn’t know. Basically, I could tell from the very start that he didn’t want to talk to me. His body language suggested that he was off put by me talking to him. We went our separate ways and that was that.

      I don’t dare try to speak to any of the women because every single time I make eye contact with one in public, she either gives me a look like I just killed her pet or she never returns my smile and just looks away disinterested. Sometimes, it makes me feel like something is wrong with me, and like I’m a monster. But then I remind myself that the problem isn’t with me. The real problem is with the environment that we live in. With so many conditions set in place to work against us men, the mere notion of saying hello to a woman could get us slammed with false charges of harassment and get us sent to jail for a crime we never committed. Trust me, dude, when you are threatened with that kind of misandric law, then that pretty much gives you incentive to stay the freak away from these women.

      I’ll give you another example. Recently, my cousin got married and I attended the wedding which was in another state. My mother lives in that state, and she insisted that I send a facebook message to this woman that she works with to say hello since we were supposedly going to meet through my mother. Now of course I know exactly what she’s doing. She’s trying to set me up with her. Even though I was against it, I sent this woman who I don’t know a message on facebook that contained two simple sentences against my better judgment. As I predicted, she did NOT respond. Granted, I never met her during my time spent at the wedding because the opportunity never came up. However, I later found out that my mother spoke to this woman at work and clarified to her who I was. Apparently, she thought that I was some sort of stalker simply because I tried to open a friendly dialogue with her, so she intentionally ignored me. My mother spoke to me over the phone last week and told me she cleared things up with her friend from work so I should try to send her another message. I told my mother NO! If this woman doesn’t have the common courtesy to respond to a simple message, even if it’s from a stranger, to ask who I am, then why should I give her the time of day now? My mother was very surprised and didn’t expect my reaction because I was so pissed off.

      The only acceptable way to meet someone, male or female, is through your circle of friends and family in western societies. It’s sad, but those are the social rules. Any deviance from those rules will get us put in social detention.

      Best Regards,


      • samuel reid ogilvie, jr. on 07/16/2012 at 7:29 pm


        It’s really not a laughing matter, but your experiences and the social structure you described were so familiar and accurate, I howled laughing in recognition.

        My dad had a profound and sincere interest in people. Though he was a hardworking guy, what often should have been a 10 minute errand often turned into an outing of an hour or more. That’s because he invariably stopped and chatted to anyone and everyone. Sometimes, after we were walking away from a 15 minute visit with some folks we crossed paths with, I would ask my dad who they were and, frequently, he would say that he had no idea.

        Strangely enough, I didn’t develop his interest in people until I was many years into adulthood. As they say, though, I hit the ground running, and have made up some lost ground. I’ve had a ball, but I’ve been accused of stalking, hitting on 80-year-old women, trying to charm teenage girls, “chatting up” men, etc. A manager in a steak house in Boone, N.C. confronted a buddy of mine, and told him to tell me that she was tired of me hitting on her wait staff. That hurt my feelings a bit, but I’ve never changed. I’m too old, and my intentions are innocent and pure. Like you, the problem is society’s, not mine. The rewards are well worth the trouble, I think. I’ve been invited to homes all over the world, been given free ferry rides to Nantucket, given free tours here, there and everywhere, and enjoyed thousands of electronic messages and personal conversations because I did what human beings are supposed to do: speak and be gracious. The South, here in the States, used to be filled with people who “knew no strangers”, but a crime-obsessed media and an influx of Yankees has changed that to some degree.

        You guys keep doing the right thing. If you have any trouble, call me, and I’ll be glad to tell the whiners how they are supposed to behave.)

  9. Karl Hungus on 07/26/2012 at 8:11 am

    Damn….If I were only 20 years younger and single, I’d be making vacation plans to Russia. That club looks like a candy store.

  10. Stuart on 07/30/2012 at 4:09 am

    Nightclubs nowadays are a disgusting spectacle of debauchery and arrogance in which no decent man would be seen dead in. I mean no harm when I say this.

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