Sun, sand, surf. That's when my day feels successful. For the evening to be a success too, I relax right here. And see what the night brings.

Barefoot, wild, and a little stirred up. The sea kisses my toes, the sand tickles my lust for life. I love it when everything pulses.

If you want to know what freedom feels like, look me in the eyes. And if you dare, you can stay. Until the next sunrise.

Between neon lights, strangers' glances, and music from loudspeakers, I'm still all sand, salt, and skin. Shopping is flirting – with the city, the day, and myself.

Hot water on my skin, light on my legs, city noise far below. Up here, I'm all with myself – or with you, if you manage to caress my thoughts.