Epicurean. Sagacious. Disarmingly sweet. Effervescent. Elegantly disruptive.

Feminine and effortlessly elegant, from my little black dress to the delicate lace I wear underneath, it is true my blonde locks turn heads. I hail from Scandinavia, where myths of enchanting blonde sirens have lured men with their opaline beauty for centuries. You may fall for me just the same, but I promise to give it back to you tenfold.

My résumé reads well: former commercial model, graduate degree from a university whose name you’ll appreciate, backstage work in haute couture, now navigating executive ecosystems… It leaves aside my proclivities for calculated mischief, and that I’m a lot less well-behaved (and more humble) than I seem. Besides, the discerning gentleman you are understands, as I do, that titles are meaningless, and that substance over superficiality is what truly captivates.

I treasure handwritten letters, ancient maps, unique gold coins, wine older than myself, fashion history, beautiful nerds. So, what’s our rendezvous going to be like? You tell me. Perhaps it will be Nick Cave with a Whisky Sour in hand, or Nina Simone with an Old Fashioned. Regardless, our time together is bound to be memorable.