Jules

𝜗ৎ unmatched chemistry. chemistry with anyone & everyone. naturally flirty without meaning to, it’s the only communication style you know — interested in them or not. you can’t really help it.

𝜗ৎ sharp thinker. witty. extremely clever quips. nobody can match your comebacks. things just roll out of your mouth that leave people thinking “wait what?” in a good way before you even realized what you just said.

𝜗ৎ jokes always land no matter what style of humor. always know what to say, when to say it. 10/10 delivery. great at getting a gauge on what to make jokes about & what’s off limits. dark humor to middle school boy — you’ve mastered it all.

𝜗ৎ doll beauty. smooth skin, round head, shorter height. looks like you belong on a little girls shelf right above her bed. polly pocket, american girl doll, madame alexander, barbie, take your pick. don’t forget the blush blindness & i say that lovingly. <3

𝜗ৎ unbothered. nothing really phases you anymore. not a punch to the gut or the emotional equivalent of falling off the slide at four years old & getting the wind knocked out of you. you live & move on but it’s a pleasant surprise when the opposite happens.

𝜗ৎ hopeless romantic. genuinely. like so much so. you love love. half written love songs, little hearts on every thing you own, the personification of valentines day.

𝜗ৎ highly approachable. always look like your having fun. never a dull moment with you, really. everyone wants to be your best friend. aunt to my future child level of everyone wanting to be your best friend.

𝜗ৎ highly sociable. can talk to anyone, anywhere & be best friends within the hour with all the small talk out of the way. you have zero issue striking up a conversation. social anxiety fears you by the way.

𝜗ৎ brigitte bardot reincarnate. no seriously, cut the cameras. you look like you stepped out of a late 1950’s advert for vogue. celebrity energy, always look put together. have a signature style under your belt that constants of a suspicious amount of silk & lace while smelling like a foreign perfume you can’t pronounce.

𝜗ৎ “i am a god”. otherworldly worldly, other dimensional beauty that makes people question if humans are the only being that walks among us upon seeing your face. it’s like there’s a sirens song playing on loop within your being that everyone can hear, pulling people in for more everytime they come into contact with you. like a moth to a flame.

𝜗ৎ everything you’ve ever wanted & more. you get whiting you want upon the basis of nothing. your allure, the way you present & talk to people immediately has them tripping over for you; giving up three liters of their own blood, first born child & their life savings for you at the drop of a hat. people have a hard time telling you no or denying you of what you desire.

𝜗ৎ mysterious allure. something exists within you that nobody can figure out, even yourself. no matter how long they spend with you, no matter how much or little they give away about themselves you never do the same. holding your whole self close to your heart.

𝜗ৎ people can’t figure you out. botox ? surgery ? fillers ? implants ? they can’t make sense of & try to speculate what makes you so beautiful but nobody can agree on what. it’s not just one thing, it’s everything. it surpasses solely appearances. the one who would be sacrificed to the gods as an offering in the 16th century.

𝜗ৎ experienced from afar. a rarity to lay eyes on. a privilege to be around you. but nobody can quite grasp why. celebrity, star struck energy while simultaneously walking into a lions den.

𝜗ৎ human equivalent of silk. soft, smooth, blemish free skin. naturally flushed / blushes cheeks. no makeup-makeup. plump lips, shiny hair that never seems to split.

𝜗ৎ intentional. you look like your always ten steps ahead of people, movements prowling & feline like. everything you do reads as intentional from how you dress to how you speak. you somehow seem to know things, pick up on things, that others have never uttered a word about to anyone. it’s like your a mind reader sometimes.

𝜗ৎ unmatched chemistry. chemistry with anyone & everyone. naturally a flirt without meaning to, it’s the only communication style you know — interested in them or not. you can’t really help it. you seduce everyone so naturally.

𝜗ৎ maneater. in its most literal or metaphorical sense, up to you. out of everyone’s league btw.

𝜗ৎ controlling. extremely picky & particular about things from your appearance to what goes where on your desk. some call it manipulation, but you just know how to nudge situations into a favorable outcome (for what you believe to be) for everyone.

𝜗ৎ social chameleon. suits anything — makeup, clothes, hair style. can morph into anything or anyone & still look flawless.

𝜗ৎ melancholic. beautifully so. your the personification of dead roses wilting away in browning water. being left in the rain in the middle of a once busy city.

𝜗ৎ siren-like. hypnotic & alluring aura, the softest lullaby to lure you in. eyes that someone could spend an eternity looking into. there’s something within you that makes people drawn to you like a the strongest of magnets.

𝜗ৎ presence feel lush. expensive. a privilege. a goddess, not from this lifetime. not monetarily, but a rarity. a privilege to be around you that nobody can quite grasp why.

𝜗ৎ the voice of a poet. intentional with words, each sounding like it’s been hand picked from a hundred year old sonnet & gifted to you. speech pattern is slow. gentle. soft like a feather pillow. you hold the ability to paint the prettiest of pictures without ever having to know how to hold a paint brush. words & mind, in perfect harmony.

𝜗ৎ timeless beauty. straight out of a polaroid picture tucked in someone wallet, still practically a stranger. a generational beauty that slipped though the fingers of everyone she’s ever come into contact with. 

𝜗ৎ the muse. people can’t help but not take their eyes off of you like a moth to a flame. you’ve become immortal though the writings of musicians & authors where your mere presence inspired great works.

𝜗ৎ complete & unexplainable deja vu. the essence of audrey, bridget, & marilyn reincarnate & have found a home inside of you. you look like you belong in the pictures, heads turn like they’ve just the ghost of old hollywood herself.

𝜗ৎ mysterious allure. something exists within you that nobody can figure out, even yourself. no matter how long they spend with you, no matter how much or little they give away about themselves you never do the same. holding your whole self close to your heart.

𝜗ৎ the creator. the mundane, the boring & routine. a tendency to romanticize & the gift to build an idea in your head so grand that you’ve presented it in a way for others to have no choice but to be loyal to it. an undying hope & belief that it will take root.

𝜗ৎ a calming, relaxing presence. your entire being feels like laying upon a heated mattress in the middle of winter with fresh silk sheets.

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