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QUIEN SOY YO : 

My name is Sofía, I am 19 years old and I am proudly Colombian. I was born under the sign of Taurus, which reflects my firm, loyal and loving essence. I define myself as an elegant girl, with a subtle but impressive presence. Kindness is part of my nature, and I always have a sweet word or a supportive gesture for those around me. I have a tender side that I don’t always show, but that is present in my way of caring and connecting with others. I believe in the beauty of small details, in the power of empathy and in living every day with style, but also with heart..

MY DREAMS: Since I was very young I have had dreams that go beyond the material: dreams that are born from the heart, from my deep desire to grow, contribute and leave a mark on the world.. One of my greatest desires is to finish my university career in cosmetology, a profession that not only passionate me, but also allows me to highlight the inner and outer beauty of each person. I firmly believe that through care and aesthetics, we can also heal, raise self-esteem and empower those around us.. I dream of having my own house, that place that reflects my essence, my peace and my effort. A space where every corner tells my story. I am also excited to have a beautiful car, not only as a symbol of achievement, but as a means to travel my way with independence and freedom.. Another of my big dreams is to visit various places in the world.

I am excited by the idea of discovering new cultures, learning from different ways of living and feeding my soul with unique landscapes, experiences and memories. Traveling is for me a way to expand, grow and thank life. But, undoubtedly, one of my deepest and most meaningful dreams is to found a beautiful foundation dedicated to supporting women.. I want to create a safe, loving space where women can heal, empower, train and find new opportunities.. I believe in female strength, in sorority, and in the power of lifting each other up.. This foundation would be my way to give back to the world a little of what I have received and to build a legacy that inspires others.. My dreams are big, yeah but they are also real, born of my heart and walk alongside my faith, my discipline and my love for life.

MI MUSICA: Music is an essential part of my life, it is that invisible language that manages to connect with my deepest emotions without the need for words.. My musical tastes reflect who I am, what I feel and the way I relate to the world.. I love romantic music. There is something in his lyrics and melodies that envelops me, that makes me sigh and that leads me to imagine intense, sweet and sincere loves.. I enjoy every song that speaks from the heart, that conveys tenderness, desire or nostalgia. Romantic music accompanies me in my moments of calm, reflection and illusion. as if every note caressed my soul. I am also attracted to jazz, with its soft elegance and its ability to transform any moment into something special.. Jazz makes me feel sophisticated, free, and connects me with that part of me that appreciates details, silences, and nuances.. It is a genre that I enjoy in quiet afternoons, when I want to relax, think or just let myself go. Pop, in its softer version, is also part of my preferences. I like it when it has light rhythms, sticky lyrics or messages that make me smile. It is that kind of music that brightens my days effortlessly, that puts me in a good mood and that sometimes invites me to sing no matter where I am.. Also, I have a great affinity for quiet music, the one that flows like a whisper and gives me peace. It’s perfect for studying, sleeping, writing or just being with myself.. I love how this kind of music creates a cozy, intimate atmosphere, where I can breathe deeply and feel completely in harmony. And of course I also enjoy sensual music at certain times. I like how it awakens my senses, how it transforms the environment and connects me with my femininity and body language.. It’s a music I listen to when I want to feel powerful, attractive, or just let myself be carried away by the rhythm and emotion.. The music I listen to is not just a hobby; it is a form of expression, a mirror of my personality and a refuge where I always find something that represents me. Music is an essential part of my life, it is that invisible language that manages to connect with my deepest emotions without the need for words.. My musical tastes reflect who I am, what I feel and the way I relate to the world.

- I love romantic music. There is something in his lyrics and melodies that envelops me, that makes me sigh and that leads me to imagine intense, sweet and sincere loves.. I enjoy every song that speaks from the heart, that conveys tenderness, desire or nostalgia. Romantic music accompanies me in my moments of calm, reflection and illusion. as if every note caressed my soul. I am also attracted to jazz, with its soft elegance and its ability to transform any moment into something special.. Jazz makes me feel sophisticated, free, and connects me with that part of me that appreciates details, silences, and nuances.. It is a genre that I enjoy in quiet afternoons, when I want to relax, think or just let myself go. Pop, in its softer version, is also part of my preferences. I like it when it has light rhythms, sticky lyrics or messages that make me smile. It is that kind of music that brightens my days effortlessly, that puts me in a good mood and that sometimes invites me to sing no matter where I am.. Also, I have a great affinity for quiet music, the one that flows like a whisper and gives me peace. It’s perfect for studying, sleeping, writing or just being with myself.. I love how this kind of music creates a cozy, intimate atmosphere, where I can breathe deeply and feel completely in harmony. And of course I also enjoy sensual music at certain times. I like how it awakens my senses, how it transforms the environment and connects me with my femininity and body language.. It’s a music I listen to when I want to feel powerful, attractive, or just let myself be carried away by the rhythm and emotion.. The music I listen to is not just a hobby; it is a form of expression, a mirror of my personality and a refuge where I always find something that represents me..

MI PELICULA FAVORITA: Wounded Hearts was a movie that touched me deeply. From the first moment, I felt that it was not just a love story. I was caught up in the way two completely different people—Cassie and Luke—end up building something real out of a need.. What begins as a simple agreement, gradually transforms into a sincere bond, with all the beautiful and complicated that it entails.. I really liked that the protagonist, Cassie, was strong, sensitive and with clear dreams, something I felt identified with.. She fights against an illness, against prejudice, and despite everything she does not stop dreaming or looking for her place in the world.. And Luke, with his mistakes and difficult past, also shows that we all deserve a second chance.. The music that accompanies the film I loved, especially because it reflects very well what the characters live. There are songs that made me feel closer to the story, that moved me, and even made me think about love, empathy and the choices we make for others.. I know that for many this film may seem predictable or a little idealized, but for me it was a beautiful story, realistic in its pain and very human in its emotions.. It left me thinking about how sometimes love appears in the least expected places, and how healing can also mean learning to love. Personally, Corazones Malheridos left me with a mixture of sadness, tenderness and hope.. It's one of those movies that, when finished, leaves you silent.. but with the heart full. Broken Hearts, released on July 29, 2022 on Netflix, is a romantic drama directed by Elizabeth Allen Rosenbaum, based on Tess Wakefield's novel, The Story Follows Cassie Salazar (Sofia Carson), an aspiring singer with diabetes, and Luke Morrow (Nicholas Galitzine), a marine with debt and addiction problems. Both agree to a marriage of convenience: she seeks health insurance, he a promotion and financial aid before his deployment to Iraq. What starts as a cold pact becomes a real and deep love.

Favorite color

My favorite color, pink 💖 Pink is not just a color that I like.. is a reflection of who I am. I have always felt connected to it, because it has something special: softness, warmth and an energy that transmits tenderness and delicacy.. It is a color that represents me completely, because just as pink is subtle but charming, I also consider myself a sweet, loving and deeply feminine person.. I love how pink can be so versatile: it can be soft as a sigh or intense as a strong emotion.. I feel identified with that duality, because I have a tender, kind and caring side, but also an inner strength that drives me to dream big and take care of what I love with all my heart.. Pink also makes me feel safe and calm. It is that color that accompanies me when I want to feel good about myself, when I want to express my femininity with pride and when I want to share my essence with the world without fear.. It’s not just an aesthetic choice: it’s an extension of my personality. For me, pink represents love, sensitivity and beauty in the small details. It is my favorite color because it speaks without words of what I am and how I like to see life: with sweetness, hope and a touch of magic.. ✨ Pink is not only my favorite color, it is the one that makes my feminine energy shine. Me representa: sweet, strong and full of self-love. 🌷💗

Among all the songs I've listened to, "Art Deco" by Lana del Rey has a special place in my heart. Not only for its hypnotic and atmospheric sound, but for the way it manages to reflect deep emotions, those that sometimes I do not know how to put in words.. From the first time I heard it, I felt that it wrapped me in a kind of soft fog, as if time stopped and only that moment existed.. Lana's voice, so melancholic and ethereal, seems to speak directly to my soul. There is something in his tone, in his way of narrating without haste, that transmits to me a sense of mystery and nostalgic beauty.. "Art Deco" connects me with my more introspective side. It makes me think about what is not said, the appearances that sometimes hide a deeper story. It reminds me that there is beauty in sadness, and also strength in vulnerability. Every time I hear it, I feel understood. It’s like a sound refuge, a safe space where I can be me, without masks or explanations. Therefore, this song is not just music for me: it is an emotional, almost spiritual experience..

My perfect date.

Mi cita ideal: an encounter with magic and fire My special date begins at sunset, in an intimate restaurant with a beautiful view: maybe the sea, the mountains or a city lit up from the heights. I want the atmosphere to feel warm and elegant, with soft decor, dim lights and fresh flowers. The background music would be romantic and enveloping: songs that speak of soft love, with acoustic guitars, piano and voices that caress the soul. Nothing too loud, just enough to accompany the looks and sweet words. We would share a glass of wine — maybe a soft red or a delicate rosé, like me — toasting to the moment, to us, and to all that we have yet to live.. After dinner, we would go out to a terrace or outdoor space where a lit bonfire awaits us.. The flames, with their heat and hypnotic movement, would be the perfect setting to embrace us, talk about dreams or simply stay in silence, feeling present, without haste.. That would be my ideal date: a mix of romance, beauty and fire. A moment that stays saved in the soul.

WHAT COUNTRY I WANT TO KNOW

The country I dream of visiting: Australia 🇦🇺 If I could get on a plane to my dream destination today, that place would be Australia. There is something about that country that intrigues me, excites me and inspires me. Maybe it’s its wild and lively nature, or that mix between the modern and the ancestral that makes it unique. I dream of walking along its endless beaches, where the sea has that deep blue that invites you to breathe with the soul. I imagine myself watching a sunset on the coast, feeling the warm wind while the sky is dyed with warm colors. I also want to explore its cities, like Sydney or Melbourne, with their vibrant style, street art and youthful energy.. But beyond tourism, Australia attracts me for its connection with the earth: the red deserts, the eucalyptus forests, the unique animals like koalas and kangaroos, and above all, the Aboriginal culture, which holds an ancestral wisdom about life, time and nature.. Australia represents adventure, freedom and discovery for me. A place where I could lose myself to find myself again, where every corner is a story waiting to be lived.

MY IDEAL MAN My ideal man My ideal man has a presence that falls in love from the first moment. Its trigueña skin stands out with a warm glow that invites you to approach. Her wavy hair falls naturally, as if each curl had its own charm, and her eyes—those eyes—have a look that mixes sweetness, mystery, and depth.. He is tall, confident, and walks with a calm elegance that does not need to call attention to be noticed.. Her hands, delicate and cared for, convey tenderness and respect with every gesture. He is always well dressed, with a classic and refined style that speaks of good taste and self-confidence. And when it passes near, leaves in the air a subtle and exquisite aroma that remains in memory, like a sigh. But what makes me fall in love with him is not only what you see, but what you feel: He is a serene man, who knows how to speak without screaming, who finds calm in the middle of chaos.. He has strong values, respects others and, above all, feels a deep love for his family. He is polite, attentive, of soft words and sincere look. And in his heart dwells generosity: he gives without expecting, he cares without possessing, he loves with surrender.. That is the man I imagine beside me: a balance between the beautiful outside and the noble inside. A companion of peace, tenderness and shared dreams.

MY HOBBIES small things that make me happy I am a person who enjoys the simple but meaningful things in life. One of my greatest pleasures is to go for a walk, feel the fresh air on my face and connect with the world around me.. Walking clears me, inspires me and allows me to breathe calmly, as if every step were a caress to the soul. I also love watching movies, letting myself be carried away by the stories and feelings they awaken.. Whether alone, with a blanket and something tasty, or in good company, cinema is my favorite way to travel without moving from the place. Reading is another of my refuges. I love romantic books, those that talk about intense love, looks that say everything and endings that make you sigh. Losing myself between pages full of emotions is like daydreaming. And of course, I also value the art of resting. Knowing when to stop, when to give myself a moment of peace, a quiet afternoon or just close my eyes and thank. Estos son mis pasatiempos: simple moments that help me reconnect with myself and live with more love, calm and tenderness.

I don’t have a specific favorite drink, and actually, that’s what I like the most. I love to explore, try new things, let myself be surprised by different flavors. What I do have clear is that I always lean towards the sweet: those drinks that caress the palate and awaken smiles. Whether it’s a fruity cocktail, a creamy smoothie, a lemonade with a twist or a soft coffee with sweet notes, I enjoy the art of discovering new flavours that make me feel good.. Every drink I taste is a small experience, like a brief trip to something unknown but delicious. For me, the taste is in the surprise. I am not looking for a single favorite drink, but moments full of flavor that brighten the soul and leave a good memory in every sip.

Since she was a child, she has always felt that life is made up of small moments: a quiet walk, an evening of movies, a page of a romantic book that makes her believe that love - the real one - does exist.. He doesn’t have a favorite drink, because his thing is to explore. She likes sweet flavors, new sensations, and anything that makes her smile without a reason. She enjoys the fresh air, the beautiful silence, and those spaces where she can just be herself, without having to explain anything.. Cree en los detalles: in a good perfume, a look that says it all, and hands that know how to touch with tenderness. She is clear about the type of love she is looking for: a calm one, full of respect, with a serene, elegant man, who values his family and knows how to give without fear.. It's not here yet, but it's not in a hurry. He prefers to continue living, learning, and dreaming of a destination where love and calm meet.. Meanwhile, he reads novels, falls in love with landscapes, and saves his illusions carefully, as if he knew that the best was yet to come.. And when it arrives. sure it will be a story worth telling.

My fantasies

I dream of infinite skies, of making love between clouds and stars, in the intimacy of an airplane, where time stops and only he and I exist, melted in a flight without destination, with desire as a pilot and love as the only language.. I also imagine slow caresses, on a skin perfumed with soft oils, massages that not only touch the body, but awaken the energy that sleeps deep inside.. His firm and serene touch, my delicate and burning surrender. A sacred ritual between the masculine and the feminine, where passion does not rush, but blooms, like the fire that is lit slowly, but burns more strongly. Such are my fantasies: spaces where body and soul meet, where love becomes art, and where desire is lived with tenderness, with fire, and with truth.. * Fantasy between wine, desire and foam I imagine a night of dim lights, a romantic dinner, glasses of wine that shine like promises, looks that meet without words, and a complicity that grows in each sip. Then, as if in a sigh, a luxurious hotel awaits us, with soft sheets, complicit silence, and the aroma of something that is just beginning.. We plunge into a warm jacuzzi, the water caressing our bodies, while the bubbles play with the skin and the desire mixes with the calm. No rush, just presence. Your hands slowly traverse my body, my soul responds without words. And in that instant, between the warmth of the water and the warmth of your gaze, we make love. as if the world had stopped to see us love. This is how I dream some nights: with the pleasure that is born from affection, with the fire that is lit from tenderness, and with a man who looks at me as if I were his most secret desire and his deepest peace..

* There is a part of me that loves the sophisticated, that finds in the masculine elegance an irresistible form of attraction. I am fascinated by a man who dresses stylishly, walks confidently, and whose presence speaks louder than his words.. I, for my part, surrender myself to the art of the subtle. I like nylon stockings, like a soft secret that runs through my legs and keeps promises under the fabric. Lace gloves cover my hands as a gesture of mystery, as if my skin were reserved only for those who dare to discover it with patience and desire.. Lingerie —always lace— is not just underwear for me; it’s a statement, a way to inhabit my sensuality with elegance, with that mix between sweet and daring that doesn’t need to raise your voice to light the fire.. And when intimacy comes. I like it to have rhythm, to have contrast. I like that there is strength, but also caress. That there is intense passion, but wrapped in tenderness. A balance between the desire that sweeps and the love that embraces. These are my fantasies: made of delicate fabrics, deep looks, and a desire that is not afraid to show itself, because it knows that true eroticism is born when the soul and the body dance in the same rhythm.. * an elegant confession There's a corner of me where sensuality dresses in lace and whispers softly. He doesn’t need to shout or show himself all at once, because he knows that true desire is an art, a delicate ceremony that is cultivated with elegance, intention. and a little mystery. I love a man who presents himself with style, of those who smell good before speaking, who take care of his presence, his way of walking, his low voice, his firm gaze.

An elegant man, not only by his clothes, but by the way he treats, cares, observes. I also dress for that ritual, not for anyone, but for that encounter where the aesthetic and the intimate are intertwined.. I love nylon stockings, that soft caress that hugs my legs and makes me feel desired before being touched. I love lace gloves, because they cover what I want to give the most, and because the friction of lace holds a promise even more intense than bare skin.. My favorite lingerie is not vulgar, it is a poem that is read with the hands. Black lace, maybe red, delicate but insinuating, drawing on my body a map of seduction for those who know how to explore with patience and fire. And when that moment comes, when intimacy ceases to be a game and becomes a language, I want to be loved strongly, but also calmly. I want to feel the contrast between the passion that envelops me and the tenderness that sustains me. An intense delivery, yes, but also deeply soft. Like a storm that knows when to turn into fine rain. I'm not looking for any love. Looking for a man who understands that my desire is art, that my body is temple, and that my fetishes are bridges to a connection that goes beyond the physical. And while that moment arrives, I keep dressing in lace, I keep dreaming among beautiful fantasies, and I keep keeping every part of me as a gift that opens only with delicate hands and deep soul..