Ellie Richards

When was the last time a woman gave you goosebumps?

The last time someone surreptitiously slipped her foot from her shoe beneath the dinner table, and slid it slowly up your calf, flashing you a soft, sly smile?

Or ran her fingers gently across your chest in a still moment, late at night, while you both regained your breath?

Let’s make mischievous eye contact across a crowded room. I’d like to get to know you.

Intimately.

Genuine connection thrills me. I love the nervous hours before a date, re-reading our flirtatious emails, choosing a set of lingerie just for you. Sliding a silk dress over-top, a secret I’ll be keeping hidden until you lead me back to our hotel room.

Like all the most thrilling indulgences (rollercoasters, esoteric cheese, off-the-grid wilderness excursions) I’m not for everyone. But for the ones I’m meant for… the connection is electric.

I grew up in the Midwest (the booty is corn-fed) and I spent my childhood running around outdoors hunting and fishing — primed for a life of adventure. I’ve toured the country with a traveling circus, studied Tantra overseas, and prepared sashimi on the deck of a boat with a fish I pulled straight from the sea. I believe we only live once and should indulge in the pleasures of this life as often and enthusiastically as possible.

My extensive collection of silky loungewear speaks to my expertise in the Danish art of hygge. I’m an exceptional cuddler, and avid explorer — even if it’s simply within the confines of a featherbed.

I am an adventurous eater, an eclectic reader, a cinephile, and a poet. I respect the oxford comma.

I am gracious, graceful, witty, quick to smile, and humble enough to be grateful for a life overflowing with luck and abundance.

I’m charmed fastest by companions who are smart, thoughtful, curious, and brave.

Finally… did reading this make you heart beat a little faster?

Did your temperature rise? Breathe quicken?

Send me an email. I’d love for you to show me in person.