You know the type, blonde, green-eyed, legs for days, and a laugh that makes you turn your head even before you realise she’s that girl. Meet Alice. Thirty, sharp as a tack, and knows exactly how to read a room, whether it’s a posh wine bar or the queue at Tesco on a Tuesday.
She’s 5ft7 of effortless charm, all wrapped up in a size 12 figure that’s built for hugs, mischief, and slow dancing after midnight. Her 38D curves don’t need an introduction, they speak for themselves, but Alice won’t shout about it. She’s too busy choosing between Moët or white wine (depends on the mood), and humming along to Rihanna like it’s her own concert.
She’s not one for fuss, but don’t let the natural look fool you. She knows her angles, smells like Gucci Flora on a summer breeze, and if she’s got Angel by Mugler on, consider it your lucky day. Tattoos? She’s got ‘em, but they’ve been politely cropped out of sight, a bit of mystery never hurt anyone.
Alice has done her time at uni, knows how to hold a proper conversation, and won’t nod along to nonsense just to be polite. She’s got that British no-nonsense sparkle with a soft spot for romantic films and guilty-pleasure telly. If you’re quoting Pretty Woman, she’s already ahead of you.
And while she’s not one to go on about herself, she’s got stories, proper ones. The kind that leave you with a smile hours later. Don’t expect a performance, she’s the real deal, a refreshing mix of fun, calm, and just enough cheek to keep things interesting.
So whether you fancy a bit of laid-back company, a cheeky laugh, or just a moment with someone who gets it without trying too hard, Alice might just be your kind of people.
