Valerie August

We haven’t met yet, but you’ve been thinking about me; dreaming of an experience you haven’t yet found. You don’t want to play it safe with the girl next door - you’re hung up on a certain type of woman; fierce grace in the streets and serpentine seduction in the shadows. Your drive towards erotic intoxication has led you to this place; you want high octane thrills and deep sensuality.

Whip-smart and uninhibited, I dance to the beat of my own drum, driven by lust, wanderlust and a pinch of rebellion. I’m hungry for it all: slow dancing and drop-top speed; romance and perversion; pillow talk and walks on the wild side.   

A fusion of British wit and continental flirtation, I’m the girl you were most certainly warned about; a copper-brunette bombshell in a tight red dress and a hypnotic smile; the wayward love child of Jean Shrimpton & David Bailey. A character from your favourite lucid dream, with poised confidence,  wicked laugh and a weakness/fondness for boys eating from the palm of my hand.   

While enamoured with London life,  I’m equally likely to be poolside somewhere secluded: bikini ready with a Pentax in one hand and a chilled flute of something vintage in the other. Life has little in the way of maps, so I let my desires lead the way...why don't you come with me?