I was raised to be proper woman. How to hold my hands elegantly, sit properly, maintain a simpering smile in the face of adversity. How to behave. But of course I ached towards being so very bad… The beauty of being able to perform the image of the well behaved lady is that none suspects what you’re really up to. Perhaps you’ve felt the same pressure too. Wouldn’t it feel so good to give in? There are certain things we aren’t supposed to talk about, but I’m a student of Foucault. Let’s talk about power and control. If you’d like, I can be your guide in letting go, in absolute rapturous delight, of all that society tells us we must do. How to let yourself be utterly vulnerable… and held there. We all need a little sweetness in our lives. I have been quite lucky to be lavishly spoiled in this life. For me, it’s all about the small details: a subtle citrus scent in hand towels before dinner, french seams on a light summer dress. Things which many might not notice, but which bring elevate an experience to carefully calibrated perfection. My interests are endlessly vast and ever expanding. I’m more than happy to hear about whatever has been rolling around in your head. I’ve held jobs both as a photographer in Philadelphia and an event coordinator out in Louisville. I’m equally content at a gala in heels as I am covered in muck on a fishing expedition. To say I’m hungry to experience life might be an understatement.