🌍 Wendy Blanchard: Where Reality Ends & Dreams Begin ✨

"Life isn’t about finding yourself—it’s about CREATING yourself." And darling, I’ve built mine in pixels, passion, and passport stamps. 🛸💋

I’m Wendy—a Virtual Reality Designer by trade, a modern-day nomad by heart, and a philosopher of the unreal by accident. My world? A kaleidoscope of glitchy sunsets, AI-powered daydreams, and borderless adventures. I don’t just travel—I hack reality to taste the untasted. 🍸🌌

My story? Buckle up. 🎢

Born in a sleepy town where the biggest thrill was the 4pm train whistle, I craved more. At 19, I sold my guitar (sorry, teenage dreams) for a one-way ticket to Bangkok. Slept in hostels that smelled of incense and bad decisions. Learned to code by firelight in Bali. Fell in love with a street artist in Berlin who taught me that art isn’t pretty—it’s alive. And somewhere between a psychedelic desert rave and a silent monastery, I realized: the most powerful realities are the ones we design ourselves.

Now? I build digital wonderlands for brands that dare to dream. My VR worlds smell like rain in Tokyo, taste like stolen kisses in Paris, and sound like galaxies colliding. Critics call it "immersion." I call it magic. ✨

My philosophy? Messy, glorious, and unapologetic.

• "Lost" is just another word for "discovering." (Yes, even when Google Maps lies.) 🗺️
• Jet lag is a state of mind—and so is gravity. (Try VR yoga on a virtual cliff. I dare you.) 🧘‍♀️
• The best connections aren’t Wi-Fi… they’re human. (But a great VPN helps.) 😉

I’m here to ignite your wanderlust, question your "real," and maybe—just maybe—convince you to trade your 9-5 for a one-way ticket to your own imagination. Pack light. The future’s heavier than you think. 🧳💥

P.S. My DMs are open for conspiracy theories, VR startup pitches, and your grandma’s secret travel tips. 🤫🌺