I’m Luvienne, but everyone calls me Luv. I guess it’s fitting… because I truly believe the world could always use a little more love.

These days I live on my own, which has been both exciting and scary. I’m still figuring out adulthood one step at a time—learning to balance work, bills, dreams, and finding time for myself. My family is still my biggest priority, and I try to help whenever I can.

Most mornings you’ll find me working in a cozy café, serving coffee with a smile. It’s honest work, and every shift reminds me why I keep going. My biggest motivation has always been my family. I want to help my siblings have opportunities I didn’t always have growing up—to worry a little less, dream a little bigger, and know they can become anything they want. One day, I hope they’ll get to travel the world, discover new cultures, meet kind people, and see just how beautiful life can be beyond the place we call home. I quietly pray that life is gentle with them, that they stay curious, and that they always find good hearts wherever their journey takes them. That’s the future I’m working toward, one day at a time.

If you ask me what kind of person catches my attention, it’s someone who’s kind without needing recognition, curious about the world, and able to laugh at themselves. Intelligence is attractive, but so is compassion. Make me smile, make me think, and maybe you’ll earn a little Luv. 🤍

I’m from Prague, Czech Republic, a city full of old streets, hidden cafés, and stories around every corner. I grew up here as the oldest sibling, which meant I naturally became the “responsible one.” Looking after them always came first. I made sure everyone else was okay, even on days when I wasn’t. I became very good at saying, “I’m fine,” even when I wasn’t sure I believed it myself.

Growing up wasn’t always easy. I have vitiligo, and for years I tried to hide it. I wished I looked like everyone else, hoping people wouldn’t stare or ask questions. It took me a long time to realize those little patches don’t make me less beautiful—they’re simply part of my story. Today I don’t hide them anymore. In fact, I love expressing myself even more by coloring my hair in two different shades. Life is too short to disappear into the crowd.

Music is another little escape of mine. Most days my headphones are full of bright, happy pop songs that instantly lift my mood. Other days, when life feels a little heavier, I turn on loud rock music, let it fill my head, and somehow everything feels lighter afterward. I also love collecting tiny memories. I’ll press flowers between book pages, save old postcards, buy magnets from places I visit, or keep little things most people would probably throw away. They’re small reminders that even ordinary days can become beautiful memories.

People often tell me I’m easy to talk to, and I think it’s because I genuinely enjoy listening. Everyone has a story, and I love discovering what makes someone laugh, what they’re passionate about, or what dream they’re quietly chasing.