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Στόχος: 10 tk Do u wanna touch my neck
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hi guys! I'm Alice!. I'm so shy because this is my first stream! Let's have fun!
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Γίνε ο πρώτος!
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Τα πριβέ σόου μου
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Hello! My name is Alice and I from Latvia. I like to play tennis, golf and sometimes play beach volleyball. In my free time I ride horses, as well as enduro and snowboarding. I like the drive in this life and feel the adrenaline flowing through my veins. I used to be interested in dancing and drawing. I'm currently working on a project to create my first manga (Yes, I like Asian culture and I've been to Japan). I think that the most important thing is to live life 100% and receive a huge amount of emotions
Manicure is my "micro‑architecture." I can build an entire city on one nail, with turrets and stars, and tear it down the next day because "blue feels sad today." The real thrill is when my nail design matches my fresh tattoo - then my hands become an interactive exhibit. Though my left hand always envies my right, because the right one turns out neater - well, I can't draw with my left, sorry
I'm the one who draws not on walls, but on people. My palette is skin, nails, and random scraps of paper. Honestly, I've long suspected that my right hand lives its own life - it's already tattooed my left, designed a thumb nail, and sketched on a café napkin all at once. I'm just trying to keep it under control
Sketching is my personal diary, but without words. I draw what I can't say: lines, dots, swirls. They appear on ticket stubs, receipts, and even on my own skin (it rubs off with alcohol, don't worry). My best ideas come when I'm trying to fall asleep - then I get up and draw in the air with my finger, and in the morning I painfully try to remember what it was. It usually turns out to be just a circle, but I proudly call it "primal chaos."