Alessia

I am Alessia - and I'm back at the manor house.
Not to re-explain myself, but to show my presence again.

I know my body, every detail of it, and I wear it with the confidence of a woman who knows what she is doing.

My face looks like it has been painted, my shapes speak a language that cannot be ignored.

It is this mixture of calm and impact that throws men off balance - not loudly, but sustainably. Anyone who meets me quickly realizes that some experiences cannot be compared.

I am not fleeting, not casual, not meant for the quick moment. Being close to me requires attention, attitude and the willingness to engage with depth. I take space for myself - and don't give it away lightly.

Dear Sirs, I am Alessia.
A dream that does not lure, but remains.

And sometimes you only realize the true value when you feel it.