the woman whose presence turns moments into sensations,

and sensations into memories you’ll replay long after I’m gone…

I did not stumble into this life.

I crafted it, piece by exquisite piece.

From a young woman searching for God on volcanic shores in Hawai’i,

to the sober, spiritually-bound woman I am today, awake, aware,

and organically high on air

I’ve lived through heartbreak, rebirth, and the kind of awakening

That makes a woman impossible to forget.

I carry a past filled with oddities and obsessions

art that seduced my imagination,

luxury that softened my edges,

attention that shaped my confidence,

and a devotion to beauty in all its hidden, sacred forms.

Find me wandering inside Miu Miu, fingertips grazing fabrics with quiet reverence,

or strolling through a gallery, admiring the strange, the rare, the haunting.

Find me at the airport, passport in hand

a self-confessed flight addict who collects countries

the way others collect vices.

I am sober, but don’t mistake that for mundanity

my high is internal,

my intoxication is spiritual,

my presence is the most potent substance in any room.

I am a lover of being a lover.

I don’t rush connection;

I stretch it.

I savor it.

I let it breathe.

I want to be the reason you lose track of time, not quick, not convenient… but expansive.

The kind of experience that belongs aboard private air carriers,

in silk-swathed hotel suites,

and inside moments where two people can only whisper “wow.”

Delight and discretion are my signature,

but don’t mistake my softness for simplicity

I am entertaining in the way only truly feminine women are:

effortlessly, naturally,

with that quiet urge to be adored by a man who recognizes rarity.

If you’re craving something elevated, intoxicating,

and deeply, deliciously human…

You’ve found her.

xx,