Hi, I'm Evy! Maybe we've met before, maybe not yet. Either way, I'd love to take you through (part of) my life for a day....

Thursday morning, 08:00. My alarm clock rings and I press it quickly. Today is the day I have been working towards for months. I am organising the region's biggest networking dinner. Healthy tension is coursing through my body, and I decide to fully enjoy it. After a refreshing shower, I put my hair in curlers, apply my favourite body lotion and feel completely ready for this special day.

At 09:00 I get into the car. Luckily, I had already packed my suitcase last night, because tonight I will stay overnight on location. That way I can have a glass of champagne without any worries. On the way, I quickly get a matcha latte with coconut milk and a fresh banana bread. On arrival at the Conservatorium Hotel, I see my team already busy with preparations. The theme is ''Great Gatsby'' and the room is already starting to get real atmosphere. While the hotel staff takes my suitcase to my room, I run through the script one last time with my team and welcome the florist. Wow! She has outdone herself again.

Time flies. It is now 15:00 and in two hours the first guests will arrive. Time to get myself ready. In my suite, there is a card on the bed: "Evy, thank you for your confidence. It will be a great evening." Next to it is a box of praline chocolates. The chocolate melts on my tongue - exactly why I chose this hotel. Here I am in good hands.

I put on my satin bathrobe, light some candles and put on a nice lounge playlist. As the minutes tick away, I pay due attention to my make-up. The tension is mounting. I must hurry or I will be late for my own event. My golden cocktail dress and black killer heels are already ready, carefully selected by my stylist. Underneath, I am wearing a luxurious black lace lingerie set by Honey Birdette. I hoist myself into my set and fasten my stockings to the suspenders. As I look in the mirror, I feel a powerful energy. This is my night.

In the lift, I quickly touch up my lipstick. As soon as the doors open, I see the first guests entering. I grab a glass Laurent-Perrier Cuvée Rosé Brut and join the guests. The moment is there: I take the floor, open the dinner and make a toast. The oysters are served, the champagne flows and the networking begins.

Over time, the live band gives way to a DJ - and what a DJ it is. Business talk fades away and gives way to dance moves. I let myself get carried away on the music and feel his gaze burning on me. He is handsome. Far too handsome. His eyes scan me, and I feel my skin tingle under his attentions. He has seen me, and I him. Tension between us hangs in the air.

It is now 01:00. I walk backstage to touch up my make-up and to my surprise, the DJ also just walks in. "Hi Evy, how beautiful you look tonight," he says as he approaches and gives me a soft kiss on my cheek. His perfume fills my senses and I melt inside. We talk briefly about the evening, and just as I want to return to the party, he suddenly presses me against the wall. His lips find mine, his hands explore my body. A surge of desire shoots through me. Running his hand down my chest to my hips and so to the inside of my legs, his fingers slide inside me for a moment. But then - his phone rings. His manager. He has to go to his next booking.

I smile and return to the dance floor, savoring the moment. At 03:00, I take the lift to my suite. Tired but satisfied, I plop down on the bed. What an evening. I outdid myself again and can't wait for the next event.

XOXO, Evy