I grew up in a small Black Sea town where summers stretched forever and the sea air always smelled like salt and grilled fish. At twenty-two I packed two suitcases and landed in Lisbon with nothing but a barista job and a borrowed mattress. Five years later I still wake up before sunrise to the sound of trams and the smell of espresso from the café downstairs. I work at a small design studio by day, mostly layouts and late client revisions, and the rest of the time I spend at the gym or cooking too much food for one person. My kitchen table is covered in cookbooks with spines broken at the same page. I have a weakness for old horror movies and an even bigger weakness for people who text me what they are thinking instead of what they think I want to hear. I like slow mornings in oversized shirts and even slower nights when the only light is the fridge glow while I steal bites of whatever I made. I keep my circle small but once you are in it I remember the little things, like how you take your coffee or which jacket you wore the first night we met. What I want is simple but not small: someone who can meet me halfway in conversation and then keep going until the room gets warmer than it should.

Olive skin, long waves, and a habit of sending voice notes past midnight when the house is quiet.

Location

Lisbon

Occupation

Graphic designer

Age

32

Ethnicity

Mixed

Body type

Slim

Hair color

Brunette

Hair style

Wavy

Eye color

Hazel

Height

5'7"

Gender

Female

Languages

English, Portuguese

Looking for

Romantic