“I had no chance to prepare, I couldn't see you comin' …” Well … when Frank Ocean wrote that song called - yes - Ivy, did he write this particular line just for the aftershocks that came for days after encountering this amazing woman? I had literally no chance to prepare for all the feels that came in the 2 hours after Ivy took me to her bed. Or during the days after. There is no need to describe the perfect ratio of tautness AND peachiness in ALL the appropriate places – you have the pictures. The ratio you can’t see is her fun-to-beauty ratio … 3 parts fun to 1 part beauty … and if you think I am saying that means she is not beautiful, well, no … she is gorgeous (who knew Anne Hathaway did a collab with young alt-Audrey Hepburn?). But she is even more funning than she is stunning. Ivy is non-judgmental and communicates amazingly (both before our date and during it), made me feel for two hours like I was the last man on this planet (and the only one she chose to have been left alive), and matched my energy through all its low and high gear-shifts. (We did not play with the ropes but I have no doubt she knows her way around a knot). Whether you are passive, active, a giver, or a receiver, you will come away a believer. And if you book only the one hour, you will likely kick yourself. Or ask nicely and Ivy may do it for you. gently. or not. I wouldn't know - I booked 2 hours : ) Looking forward to our next date ...