scarlett

There is a way to walk into a room and alter its atmosphere without needing to raise your voice.
That shape belongs to me.

The slow movement, the precision of my gestures, the elegance that does not need validation.
My beauty does not end in the obvious: there is intelligence behind my gaze, my own criteria and a culture that is perceived in the way of inhabiting silence.

I am attracted to what is well done. What it's worth.
The detail.
Conversations that don't require volume to be interesting.
There is a serene sensuality in me, of someone who knows its effect and is in no hurry to use it.

I am not easily accessible.
Nor distant by pose.
I simply know my worth and act accordingly.

Staying close to me is not a coincidence.
It's a decision worth every second...