Nigella

Luxury is a word I too often see used in this space by those who know nothing of it. Luxury is artful in its technique, honed over years or decades of mastery. An experience where all of your senses are thoughtfully considered and engaged in a way that appears and feels effortless. It regulates your nervous system with its warmth and comfort, while igniting the consciousness with a level of daring that doesn't just make you feel good, it makes you feel special. Seen, heard, understood, and satiated inside and out.

True luxury leaves an impression. My impression is one that lingers, The antidote to all that dims your sparkle, I shine so bright as to light up what you once thought you lost. Genuine, down to earth, adoring and feminine, an Australian-born hot blooded Sicilian siren and natural glamazon, my sweet treat…and my kryptonite is men. The way you smell, the way you taste, the way your skin feels on mine. It's a need, not a want. Relish in a woman completely comfortable in their body and sexuality, with the level of education, sophistication, and worldliness to thrive seamlessly in any situation, and find common ground and great conversation with even the most opposite of individuals. With my hand in yours, my foot wickedly stroking your leg under the dinner table, pulses racing, stealing kisses, restraining ourselves from ripping each other's clothes off in the cab back to your 5 star hotel, and each giving as enthusiastically as we take, we feel like teenagers again with much better taste.

We’ll keep this short and sweet before I end up with cream on my face a little prematurely.