22 Burlington

Call me Charlie. Your own doe-eyed, ‘up to no good’ libertine and classic beauty with velvet skin, bee-stung lips and timeless charm. Do you have a weak spot for long-legged brunettes (I strike an impressive figure at 6’-0”) that remind you of that one French actress whose name you can’t quite recall? Then I may be just the one you’ve been looking for.

I’ve been gifted with a special skill. In this world of disenchantment - full of unsatisfying distractions, monotony, ever-growing technological mediation, with less and less chances to truly connect – I’ve been told that I can tilt reality just enough to make it appear enchanted once again. My open and magnetic presence is bright enough to light up others around me, and locking eyes with me might feel like being transfixed by a bonfire. Time with me may be many things, but without a doubt it will be a break from the ordinary.
I believe that life is about the encounters that change you, shape you, and free you in some way or another. I’d like to know what it is that you’ve been holding back, what it is that’s been lying dormant, and I suspect I might just be able to wake it up. Between us, we can create a space where we indulge all of our six senses – and in each of the seven sins. Playfully. Intently. Dating me, I’ve been told, may change something about how you experience yourself and the world around you. Some would call it indulgence, some would call it liberation.
Like being moved by the sublime – like that blue of an Yves Klein – when everything afterwards appears just as vibrant, let me use my magic to turn that charge between us into a reality buzzing with possibility.

What you should know is that I am an incorrigible flirt – I love to tease and build tension from the very moment we meet. I’m obsessed with what can emerge from the alchemy between two (or more) lovers, and from the transmutation of desire and intention into pleasure.
And as a shameless lover of excess, I am always looking for ways to enhance our capacity to feel more to taste more to give more to take more. My cup runneth over. Let’s salivate over the divine but fleeting textures and sensations of a seven-course feast, become undone in the presence of artistry and the release of pent-up perversions, revel in pure joy and abandon. Together.

I don’t take this beautiful, absurd life for granted. I’ve lived at least nine lives – and counting. I’ve traveled the world, moved seamlessly between the dens underground and the gilded houses above, and bantered with people from all walks of life, but I wasn’t raised with a silver spoon in my mouth. I may be doe-eyed, but I’m savvy and can charm my way into and out of any situation.

I’m way too curious and playful to be tamed by the rules of society, too hedonistic to be satisfied by the mundane, too carnal to deny the pleasures of the body. The great poet Mary Oliver once urged us to 'let the soft animal of your body love what it loves,' and for me, that is a great calling if I’ve ever heard one. There’s nothing I enjoy more than indulging in all that we can taste, feel, see, think of, do and desire.

I long for a rich and exhilarating existence — full of twists, turns, and plenty of scintillating and salacious stories to tell. And I’m looking for partners in crime who want the same. I double dare you to come and get me, lover.