I’ve been reading about the Orient Express, and I feel so into this world of slow travel, long dinners, and this special feeling of moving but still enjoying the moment. But the part that made me stop and think was not the famous cities like Paris or Venice—it was Delmonico’s, the first restaurant on a train.
In 1862, George Pullman had this idea—why not make a real dining car? (yes!) Before, people had to eat fast at random station restaurants or just not eat at all. But Delmonico’s changed that. It was luxury on the rails. White tablecloths, real silverware, proper meals served while the train kept moving.

And now, I can’t stop thinking… what if I was a lady in 1860s, traveling across the country? Dressed in a velvet dress, sitting in a cozy carriage, drinking tea while looking outside the window at endless fields and mountains. The smell of roasted meat and fresh bread filling the air, the soft voices of people talking, the slow rhythm of the train adding a kind of music to it all.
Sitting at a proper dinner setup on a moving train feels like a contradiction, but also a dream. The candlelight shakes a little, the silverware clinks gently, but outside the world is rushing past. Every dish is served so carefully, but under the table, you feel the little shake of the train. It’s a moment that makes you remember—this is a journey, and I am inside it.
If I could choose, I would start from the East, eating warm buttery oysters and delicate consommés. Then, the train moves to the middle of the country—rich stews, golden-crusted pies, something comforting and homemade. And when I reach the West, I would eat wild game, smoky flavors, seafood fresh from the ocean.
And of course, Baked Alaska. A dessert that looks like fire, its meringue golden and soft, something that belongs in a train dining car at night. A perfect last bite before the train disappears into the dark.
Lately, I feel so excited about places that make me feel something bigger. Not just traveling, but being in a place that has meaning. That’s why I really, really want to visit JUNGLIA in Okinawa, opening this July.
I love the books by Tsuyoshi Morioka, the producer of this project. The way he talks about his work, you can feel it’s not just business—it’s love for the country, love for people, love for something greater. His books gave me so much inspiration, and I love how he is always thinking about what is good for the future.
Someday, I want to go there. Okinawa, the jungle, the nature, and this special project built with so much care. The same way I love train journeys and dreamy dinners, I love the idea of stepping into a world that someone created with passion. Some day some day...
Traveling through time, through flavors, through landscapes—and through dreams that someone made real. Speaking of dreams becoming real, my OnlyFans is a bit of that. I know I can't make everything perfect just by myself, but I try my best to create opportunities—to connect, to share, to make something feel special.
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I bring the same energy to everything I create. Whether it's playful, intimate, or just a little escape from the day, I want it to feel alive. Like stepping onto a moving train, like slipping into a story, like something that lingers even after you close the tab.
So if you're curious, come see for yourself. It’s a journey, and I love sharing it with you. 💫