My Name

Rooted in the Greek Callista, meaning “most beautiful”.

To me, beauty is not just what you see, but what you feel and share. It lives in laughter, in curiosity, in the gentle interplay of energy between people. It is found in presence, in listening fully, in exploring depth and in celebrating life and bodies with warmth and openness.

Beauty is soulful, a quality that grows richer the more it is expressed and shared. I am always most concerned with the beauty of living, the joie de vivre as it were.

My Ethos

I believe in the magic that happens when souls meet. It’s a true symbiosis of curiosity, presence and shared energy. The companions who enter my world are not just patrons of experience; they become part of a living exchange, one that nourishes connection and growth. Through touch, conversation, play - we explore not only each other but the spaces within ourselves. My ambition is to cultivate moments where intimacy and awareness intertwine.

Whether we meet for a few hours or a few days, I want us to be fully present in our moments together.

My Nirvana

An early autumn afternoon, the air crisp and golden with fallen leaves. We meet for a slow wander through London’s ever evolving nooks and crannies, in awe of the world, the history, the life around. When we meet each other’s eyes however, I truly light up. We pause often, excited by sounds and sights. Our fingers lightly graze one another’s. You offer your hand, and I take it.

We step into a nearby café, its warm light spilling onto the street. We sit outside, wrapped in scarves and one another’s legs, sipping something rich and comforting (tea or wine) letting conversation meander from playful teasing to the kind of deep reflection that sparks curiosity. You challenge me with ideas, I volley with gentle mischief, laughter drifts easily between us.

As the sun lowers, we wander into our own hidden oasis. An indulgent meal, a delightful little cocktail to sip, theatre to see, films to reflect on, massages, sound baths, dancing like nobody’s watching - anything we do, there’s unspoken connection.

Later, maybe we retreat to a far more intimate environment, where touch, presence and slow exploration take over. Nothing is rushed; every movement, glance, breath is attuned to pleasure and the meeting of our energies.

By the end, whether the night folds into quiet conversation or more, the memories remain.