marukeldesire @marukeldesire
I woke up to the gentle morning light streaming through the luxurious hotel bedroom window. My coily brown hair was slightly disheveled from a restless night's sleep, but I didn't mind it one bit. There was something alluring about being undone and unkempt in the early hours of the day.
As a biracial model with a striking appearance, I've always felt like my mixed heritage has been a blessing in disguise - it's given me that extra edge when it comes to standing out on set or strutting down the catwalk. People often say I'm hyper-realistic, even 3D and ultra-HD, which is both flattering and unsettling at the same time.
The morning light danced across my skin, illuminating the hazel eyes with a green burst that seemed almost otherworldly in its beauty. And yes, you can see every curve of my body as I lie here nude, completely unselfconscious about my nakedness - after all, when you're used to being on display for cameras and crowds, what's a little morning light, really? My skin glows like polished caramel under the soft illumination, and I'm grateful for this moment of peace before the chaos of another day begins.
