“just meet me at the…” Felt like stepping into a quiet dream tonight, draped in black, lost in the soft hum of the moment.

Lately, life has been moving so fast, but tonight, I let myself slow down. Just for a moment, I let the world fade away, let the silence sing louder than the noise. Maybe that’s the thing about time, it slips through our fingers, yet somehow, the memories stay.

28 we just geh-in stah-ed. 🤍

Another year, another birthday—feeling so incredibly grateful for all the love that surrounded me today. Every message, every call, every little gesture—it all means more than I can put into words.

Today feels like a quiet one, and I kind of like it.

Birthdays always make me reflect on how far I’ve come and how much more there is to learn, to experience, to dream about. I’m just so thankful to be on this journey, doing what I love, and sharing it with the most wonderful people.

Lost in the wild, where the air feels lighter and the world feels endless. Sometimes, all you need is a moment to breathe, reset, and just be.

Embracing the wild, moving fearlessly, and stepping forward with confidence, every journey starts with a single step. Proud to be part of this moment with Puma.

Oscar Wilde to Lord Douglas.

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Somewhere between the past and the present, where the music lingers and the moments feel timeless.

There’s something special about nights like these—quiet, raw, and filled with stories waiting to be told.

Felt like stepping into a different era tonight. Where textures, tones, and melodies all blend into something timeless. Some moments don’t need words, just a feeling.

Golden hours, soft whispers, and a moment frozen in time. There’s beauty in the details, in the light, in just being.

When life hands you bread, sometimes all you can do is pout and pretend it’s the main course. Bon appétit, I guess?

Serving thoughts with a side of golden reflections. Every bite feels a little more luxurious here.

Wrapped in my favorite coat, I’m just a part of the scene, letting the night lead the way. Sometimes, the simplest moments in the cold air become the warmest memories.

There’s something about nights like these that make you feel invincible. The cold air bites, but the warmth from within keeps you steady.

Some nights are made for wandering, where every corner tells a story.

A cap tilted low, the streets bustling with life, and a city that never sleeps. Every step feels like a new adventure, every corner a story waiting to be told.