Some women are drawn to the straight and narrow, but I’ve always had a taste for the scenic route—the one lined with candlelit intrigue, whispered invitations, and just the right amount of trouble. A life well lived, after all, should feel like silk against bare skin, like the slow sip of a perfectly aged Cabernet, like art that lingers in the mind long after you've left the gallery.

It all began in a city that smelled of summer rain and pavement heat, where I spent long afternoons tracing the strokes of old masters, losing myself in their decadence until I realized—why admire from a distance when you can make life your own masterpiece? And so, I did.

I surrounded myself with beauty, not just the kind that hangs in gilded frames, but the kind that winks at you over a candlelit table, that speaks in well-turned phrases and leaves behind a scent you can’t quite forget. I built a career that challenges and delights in equal measure, indulging my eye for design and my instinct for the exquisite. And I’ve never shied away from my own desires—the ones that smolder beneath the surface, the ones that demand to be savored, never rushed.

Now, I find myself drawn to those who appreciate the finer things—not just luxury, but the true art of indulgence. People who understand that a well-placed touch is an invitation, not a question. That a life rich in pleasure isn’t just an option—it’s a necessity.

If that sounds like a philosophy you can get behind, then I suspect we’ll get along just fine.

Social time is mandatory when booking Lavinia to adhere to our standards and ensure a more relaxed and enjoyable experience.

Lavinia does not offer dates shorter than 3 hours.

Lavinia's liking preferences:

Smoking Habits: Non-smoker

Drinking Habits: A couple of glasses with a special dinner

Favourite Cuisine: Vietnamese

Favourite Wine: Cabernet Sauvignon

Favourite Art Period: Late 19th century

Favourite Season: Autumn

Favourite Holiday: A Mediterranean summer escape, and a countryside spa retreat when the air turns crisp