My name is Noora.
I am fueled by a creative fire. My life is a constant search for beauty, whether I’m arranging a bouquet of wildflowers or working behind the scenes on a film set. I was raised on atmospheric movies and learned to see the world as a sequence of beautiful frames. My home is Warsaw, a city with a soul, and my sanctuary is my balcony, where I watch over a family of pigeons and feel the city's pulse below me.
My style isn’t fashion; it’s a story. I love pieces with history: vintage dresses, soft sweaters, fabrics that you want to touch. My colors are from the palette of an old film: dusty rose, deep emerald, sepia. I don’t put myself on display; I create a scene—delicate wrists, collarbones peeking from under a loose shirt, hands that smell of flowers or coffee beans.
I don’t collect things; I collect sensations: the aroma of freshly brewed coffee in the morning, playlists that are perfect for the rain, dried flowers pressed between the pages of my favorite books. My scent is rose mixed with vetiver and a hint of black coffee. It's complex, a little bohemian, and intimate. Just like the world I build around myself.
I can't stand being rushed or anything superficial. I prefer long walks with no destination, conversations that last late into the night, and people who know how to listen to silence. For me, yoga isn't a sport; it’s a way to tune into myself. Small rituals, like my morning coffee or watching the pigeons, are my anchors that turn an ordinary day into something special.
When I go live, I’m not performing. I’m simply inviting you into my frame. The light is always soft, there's a vase of fresh flowers nearby, and I’m holding a cup of something warm. It’s not a show; it’s an atmosphere. I’m sharing my mood, my way of seeing the world. And if you stay, you’ll feel it… that quiet magic that turns the mundane into a work of art.
Things that move me:
– the golden hour light spilling onto the streets of Old Warsaw
– the feeling of cool petals on my fingertips
– a soundtrack that perfectly matches my mood
– the scent of fresh pastries and coffee from a small café
– the soft cooing of pigeons outside my window in the early morning
???? You can find my collection of beautiful moments on Twitter and Telegram. It's where I share frames from my life and announce my streams.
???? A gift, to me, is like a new color for my palette.
Find something that will complement my world: elegant, atmospheric, and with a soul.
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???? Sometimes, in the quiet of the evening, I use the Ferri. I imagine it as a slow dance, where your desire sets the rhythm. This isn't about passion, but sensuality. Unhurried, like a flower blooming, petal by petal.
???? In a comic book world, I wouldn’t be a hero. I would be the muse…
The one who inspires the artist, who sees the magic in the city’s grey weekdays. My story is already being sketched in ink and watercolor.
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???? In City of Sin, I am a hidden aesthetic. Not a secret to be solved, but a moment of unexpected beauty. A forgotten rooftop garden, a quiet café where jazz plays, or a gallery you can only find by getting lost. I am the frame you never expected to see.
— Noora
