Warning: I have a tendency to make purple everyone’s new favorite color. 😉 Side effects may include spontaneous karaoke sessions and an inexplicable urge to sparkle. I’m that perfect storm of sass, sparkle, and living life in high definition. By day, I’m orchestrating epic events that people still talk about months later. By night? I’m conquering rooftop bars, turning every outing into an adventure, and proving that the best stories always start with “remember that time with Lila…” My superpowers

Don’t let the lipstick fool you. I only bite if you ask nicely. 😉 And even then, I might make you wait. I’m a modern-day Morticia Addams with better Wi-Fi, a secret obsession with trashy reality TV, and enough dark humor to make even the shadows laugh. My nights are spent curating the perfect vintage horror film collection, savoring whiskey that’s older than most of my dates, and having conversations so captivating they make last call feel like an interruption.

More than meets the eye… but what meets the eye is pretty great too, right? 😉 By day, I’m treasure hunting and turning vintage finds into wearable art (yes, I made this necklace – and it has a story). By night? I’m either discovering the city’s best spicy margarita, getting lost in a hole-in-the-wall music venue, or having one of those conversations that makes hours feel like minutes. I’m deliciously contradictory: I’ll spontaneously book a flight to chase the northern

They say the glasses make you look smarter. What do you think? 😉 Plot twist: I actually am that smart, and the glasses are just an added bonus. Professor by day, decoding the mysteries of classic literature and inspiring young minds to see beyond the obvious. I promise my life is infinitely more captivating than even my most engaging syllabus suggests. After hours? I trade literary analysis for a perfectly chosen vintage, close the books on academic discourse, and open

Just a professional sun-chaser and part-time mermaid. You’ve been warned. 😉 Side effects of spending time with me may include saltwater addiction and an unexplainable urge to move closer to the ocean. My natural habitat is wherever the ocean meets the shore and the sun paints everything golden. Basically, I’m only truly alive when I can taste salt in the air and feel sand between my toes. These freckles scattered across my skin? They’re like a constellation map of every