LizaMintelli

The World According to Liza Mintelli I. My name, my law My name is Liza Mintelli. But by the time you finish reading me, that name will be the only thing that will still ring in your mind. I am not the kind of woman who asks permission to exist; I am the one who redefines the rules of every place she ventures. My Colombian heritage gave me this fire, this blood that flows a little faster than others, but life has given me the necessary mastery to know exactly when to let this fire unleash. Look at me. You're looking at my hair, aren't you?This blonde waterfall that seems to capture all the light in the room. I like the contrast: the coldness of my analytical eyes against the golden heat of my mane. It's my war crown. When I pull up my hair, the world knows I'm ready for business; when I let it fall over my shoulders, it's the signal that the night, and everything it hides, has officially begun.. II. The Geography of my Insurance At my age, I have learned to love every curve of my body with an intensity that a younger woman simply could not understand. My silhouette is not a coincidence; it is the card of a woman who knows how to enjoy good things. My curves are generous, firm and deliberate. I move with a slowness that many find exasperating, but that's because I don't walk to get somewhere; I walk so that every step is engraved in memories.. I'm what some call "hot", but that word is way too weak. I am a constant heat frequency.

My sensuality is not an act; it is my breathing. This is seen in the way I cross my legs, in the choice of my fabrics that go to my shapes, and in the aplomb with which I support your gaze.. I'm not looking for you to look at me; I'm looking for you not to look away. III. The Triangle of My Words I speak three languages, but in reality, I speak only one: that of intelligent desire. When I speak Spanish, I am the woman who carries the Caribbean in her voice; it is my language of intimacy and frankness. English is my armor, the language with which I dominate boards and contracts. But ah, French.

French is my secret weapon. There's something in the phonetics of this language that allows me to lower the pitch of my voice until it becomes a vibration that you can feel right in your chest. I can explain the structure of a wine while in reality, I tell you exactly what I would do to you if we were alone. IV. Thirst to Live (and Taste) If you want to know me, watch me eat. I am passionate about Spanish cuisine. There is a brutal honesty in a good Iberian ham, in the spice of garlic prawns or in the depth of a full-bodied red wine. For me, the table is the first battlefield.

A man who does not know how to appreciate the complexity of a flavor will hardly appreciate the complexity of my fantasies. I like dinners that stretch, those where the wine flows and the words become bolder and bolder. If you can keep up with me at the table in San Sebastian, then maybe, and only maybe, you can follow me when the lights go out. V. Mes Fantasmes: I have fantasies that would make anyone with less experience than me blush. But don't get me wrong; I'm not vulgar. I am the architect of tension. The game of power fascinates me.

One of my recurring fantasies is that of "negotiated obedience ». I love the idea of being in a public place, impeccable, talking about art or finance, while under the table is a real war of wills. I like hard and burning sex, but one that is born from a previous brain connection. I am attracted to physical strength when it is guided by a mind that knows what it is doing. I fantasize about the idea of being discovered in places where we should not be, about the risk of the forbidden and about the total abandonment of the senses on my own terms.. My fury is a volcano that has learned to choose the exact moment of its eruption. we. An Invitation to Fire I am Liza Mintelli.

I am mature, I am blonde, I am luscious and I speak the language of your secret desires before you even know you have them. I'm not here for mediocre games or cardboard romances. I am here to live intensely, to consume the night and to leave a trail of perfume and sophistication on everything I touch. If you have the courage to challenge me, if your mind is as fast as your instincts, then you may find in me the most explosive experience of your life. Mais prends garde: Once you enter my orbit, the rest of the world will seem terribly boring to you.