A TWENTY-FIRST CENTURY COURTESAN, A DINNER & TRAVEL COMPANION, A WARD OF SIMPLE PLEASURES. THE EUPHEMISMS GO ON & ON... 

 

Gemma is a reincarnation of all the dreams I’ve ever had. She exists in the moments when the skin bares between worlds, and the materials of the land ripen with an electric magic. In the wild, she's not exactly approachable. You don't want her to be.​

 

In private, you'll find, I love to laugh. Born in the Year of the Monkey, I am led by my curious and mischievous nature, which lends from decades of sticking my nose into dusty corners of the library. My friends endear me as charming and magnetic, qualities they say cannot be replicated by clever marketing or computer software. My tongue can be as sharp as my cheekbones, that some would call wit and others call blasphemy, but when you sand down the edges, I am simply a romantic in an ever changing world. I love formulaic plot arcs, I can be a bit of an art snob, I'm impatient waiting in lines, I want the best. I hate the internet, I love the internet. I spend too much money on shoes and I care too much. I wish I were better at eavesdropping, but it’s probably better I mind my own business. And though I consider myself a free bird, if you are the type to ask a lady her age or measurements, you will find that I become surprisingly demure, for I seek not to be purely bound within the contours of your mind.​​

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