The thrill of our first meeting. My heart high up in my chest as the car pulls up to the curb. My ears buzz, just a little. I’m about to meet you, feel you and see you for the first time. I’ve been in anticipation of this moment all week, hoping and wondering…
MY STORY.
My early life was wholesome and sheltered, nurturing my core values of compassion and consideration of others. I’m grateful for the ease and grace I now bring to any social interaction, but eventually this safety was suffocating—I craved novel experiences, unconventional pleasures.
After I graduated summa cum laude from an Ivy League university with a degree in the hard sciences, I faced a choice. I could continue sleepily down the path society had laid out for me, or strike out on my own, create myself entirely, and become: Stella.
I took a risk and booked a flight. I didn’t know where I’d end up in my travels, and I didn’t want to know–I wanted only to focus on the now, the present, the physical sensation of the moment. I’d spent years focused on the next task, the next test. So I commit myself not to the next achievement, but to the next moment. I stopped planning and let life unfold in front of me, day by day, city by city, country by country. I learned to experience each sunrise as it was given to me, to say yes to handsome strangers, to relish the thrill of not knowing.
After two years of travel and self-exploration, I returned to New York an independent and sensual woman. But while staring across the rooftops from my UWS studio balcony, I admitted to myself I still crave something I’ve never found: a deep and meaningful romantic connection.
Despite my worldly experiences, I still hold onto a sweetly naïve hope for connections that can grow into genuine bonds. I seek suitors who, like me, are high-achieving, intellectually curious, and mentally stimulating. I delight in the progressive revelation of your personality, whether we melt into each other over dinners at Le Bernardin or pass cozy nights curled up together, sipping from the same glass of Salon Le Mesnil.
I wish for a lover who is emotionally enthralled with not just my striking beauty but my mischievous wit, who seeks mental stimulation as much as physical delectation. Who will indulge me as I wax poetic about P-Chem and advances in molecular medicine as enthusiastically as he’ll help me select between La Perla and Agent Provocateur. Someone who is evolving and seeking, ready to grow and unfold through intimate connection.
Let’s slowly reveal ourselves to each other. Let’s become, together.