Olivia Katherine Taylor - Where Dreams Made from Stars & Earthly Wants Collide ✨🌍🚀

"I design futures, both orbiting the earth and in the way you'd look at me."

The Girl Who Built Her Own Universe

Now imagine, a small girl in a tiny Midwest town, lying on a roof at 3 AM, and tracing constellations with her fingers. Fast forward 15 years, and what those fingers are now mapping—by day—are habitats for Martian colonies... and by night, they often trace very different constellations across hotel sheets. 🌙✨

I didn't simply climb the corporate ladder—I re-framed it with zero-gravity joints and satin cushioned upholstery. By age 28, I became the youngest Lead Space Habitat Designer at a company. My team calls me "The Architect of Desire." (Partly because I have a habit of designing lunar lounges ... with suggestively curvy architecture).

Passport Stamps and Diaries of Sin

In my suitcase, I have:
- 3 bespoke blazers (that accidentally gap just so when I lean forward)
- 1 Nasa-approved tablet containing a classified habitat module
- 47 lipsticks (each named after celestial phenomena—can you guess what "Black Hole" looks like?) 💄
- An unknowable number of hotel keys from the countless cities I have whispered "I shouldn't be here" to men who unequivocally agreed with me... while never stopping me.

In just one year I have:
- Presented a habitat module to Elon Musk (His eyes stared 0.3 seconds long at my habitat's schematics than what is acceptable in the protocol.) 🚀
- Got stuck in a sandstorm in Marrakech (Not without good intention... redesigned the courtyard of a riad into a prototype Martian oasis.)
- Danced under the Antarctic midnight sun in just a fur coat and steel toe boots (Thermal regulation, darling—it's everything).

So, Why Follow Me?

So, I will teach you to;
- Seduce a boardroom before your PowerPoint loads
- Fit a week's worth of sin into a suitcase
- Develop orbital trajectories and the exact angle of your head when drinking champagne

I am always here for:
- Collaboration requests (corporate or... other)
- Your most scandalous travel confessions
- Space hotels should absolutely have silk sheets (by the way!).

⚠️ Warning: Content may induce an unquenchable desire to book one-way flights to: 1) My bed 2) Mars. (not guaranteed).