Charlotte Lillian White: The Cosmic Cartographer 🌌✨

"I design worlds beyond Earth, but my heart is rooted in every nook and cranny of this planet." 🚀✈️

Back in the cocoon of dim light in my midnight studio, adorned in blueprints and star charts, you will find me, Charlotte Lillian White—pioneering female designer of future habitats for humanity beyond the confines of Earth. Within the daytime realm of reality, I am a Space Habitat Designer for orbital homes for humanity’s next endeavor, yet within the night, I am a wandering siren with a passport stamped with the ironies of Earth and its furthest reaches around the cosmos.

My story begins in the libraries of Vienna, tracing the curves of geodesic domes on napkins, dreaming of sprawling cities under glass domes on Mars. My designs now float in zero gravity, but my biorhythm is tethered to the enchantment of a new horizon. At times it is shouting across the neon-glow streets of Tokyo but truthfully I have whispered with the wind under the solace of the glacial layers of Patagonia; they were markers of my existence when a land has no language.

I am the Office Siren, a reconstituted paradox in Prada and in a lab coat, with the vision and intellect to calculate the physical properties of structural integrity while at the same time, having a heart soft enough to melt glacial ice. I have a tailored blazer, silk blouses capturing shades of a Saturn’s rings, and glasses so laden with equations that I whole-heartedly declare I have no time for chalkboard mathematics. 💼👓 Professionalism is my disguise; curiosity is my compass.

Let’s be real; the universe is not composed solely of equations. It is the compositions we make of desire. The sting of a sunset in Marrakech, the flip of a midnight train to Budapest, the lingering chuckle of a stranger in Lisbon; a hush of delight, stardust spiraling in gravitational forces to one another, that is the impulse in which I pry moments: collecting them as it would a moon rock, fragments of a life globetrotting throughout all boundaries. 🌍❤️

You can join me; whether I am steering a discussion on Martian urbanism or submerged in a monsoon dancing with Balinese people, I promise this: the world is vast, however your place within it? That is the design for me to unravel.
P.S. Yes, I did kiss a man under the aurora borealis. No, I will not tell you who it was. 😘