Oh, you’re interested in me? Me? Mimi? I’m a ball of energy. Some say I have a lot of personality, some say too much personality. I’ll let you be the judge. I’m a realist at heart, a fantasist by vocation. I’m both a tomboy and a princess (yes, simultaneously). I’m petite, with natural large ta-tas. My face is pretty (trust me I don’t look like a blurred out blob). Perky, blue eyes with dark Welsh eyebrows, a dimply smile, virgin skin (no tattoos or piercings), and dirty blonde hair (like my mind). After 14 awkward pimply years, I made a deal with the devil granting me a perfect figure and face I desire not to augment (yet). I think I still have my soul, but this devil guy is checking back with me after 50 years. We’ll see how that goes!

I love art galleries and restaurants reviewed by tire manufacturers. I like my music indie, British, old, or all three. I like my men a little nerdy, a little old, a little rich, and a little unusual looking. No, I am not kidding. I like my wine red or white, my coffee flat and white, and my lingerie black or pink or red or green or … well you get the idea.

I was born in South England but found my heart in the great city of London where I studied the greatest mystery of them all, the human mind. Too many long hours of education and too many pints of beer later, I found refuge in the arms of that great poet Steven Patrick Morrissey who once wrote “Frankly Mr. Shankly, You are a flatulent pain in the ass.”

I graduated from a London University, but I fled England. I’m just not interested in a weak Pound. I know the definition of the word onanism, and I read Joyce’s Ulysses and Dostoevsky recently so I am probably intelligent but I also suck at chess and watched every episode of Love Island Season 3 so really the evidence goes both ways.

I urgently craved the escape of the mundane student grind. To hidden trysts, cheeky martinis for lunch, costume parties, new ideas, midnight showtimes, new people, and legalized cannabis!

Always loving adventure, I set sail across the pond to America (really British Airways flight 175) hoping to find something original and fun, maybe a new gilded age. Don’t let me wander alone! Let’s meet quickly, before our time is through!

Tldr: I’m playful, mischievous, and look like my photos (except for the blurred out blob part, I promise I don’t look like that).