Turn ons:

CONTRASTS – the sacred and the profane, the traditional and the radical. The smell of incense in old churches and cigarette smoke in underground clubs. The taste of wild strawberries from my grandmother's garden and cheap vodka from a student dorm.

Turn offs:

Superficiality in all its forms. People who think pierogi are just food. Summer crowds in Zakopane. Being told to "be realistic". The sound of alarm clocks. Anyone who dismisses Slavic magic as superstition.

About me:

Cześć! I'm Lia – a 18-year-old Polish soul with a poet's heart and a rebel's spirit. I see magic in the ordinary – in the way light falls through birch trees in Kampinos Forest, in the taste of the first poppy seed roll on Christmas Eve, in the silence of a snowy Warsaw courtyard. My curves are my landscape – soft hills and gentle valleys I've learned to love like my homeland. I'm the girl who'll read you Miłosz by candlelight, then drag you to an rave in an abandoned factory. Let's find beauty in the contrast.