I sincerely believe that Paris is a magical city where the wildest, most daring and ambitious hopes are sure to come true if you are sincerely passionate about your business and are ready to work hard every day for your goal. My great journey in the heart of France is just beginning, I am open to everything new, and I am looking forward with great impatience and trepidation to see where this beautiful French story I have written will eventually lead me!

For as long as I can remember, I've always had one big, bright, and incredibly inspiring dream — I want to become a professional runway model. For me, fashion is not just beautiful, expensive clothes from high—fashion shows or glossy magazine covers. Fashion is a pure, living art, a powerful way of self—expression, a special visual language in which you can speak to the whole world without a single word. I love studying the history of famous fashion houses, following the latest trends, experiments of modern designers, learning how to combine vintage with futurism and create unique images. Paris is an absolutely ideal, idealized place in this regard. Here, fashion inspiration awaits literally at every step: in the lines of Gothic and classical architecture, in the casual but elegant style of the locals, in the boutique windows on the Champs-Elysees and in the soft light of evening lanterns over the Seine.

And when I want to slow down, be alone with my thoughts, look inside myself and share my innermost feelings with the world around me, I start singing. Music is my personal, deep therapy. I always sing: when I have endless fun, and when a light, bright sadness comes over my soul. My voice helps me express and express things that are sometimes simply impossible to describe in ordinary human words. Here in Paris, my love for vocals began to play with completely new, cinematic colors. I love softly humming my favorite jazz or pop tunes while strolling along the Seine embankment on warm evenings, catching echoes under bridges or exploring the narrow, history-soaked streets of the Latin Quarter. Music gives me inner balance and harmony.

Hello everyone My name is Casey, and this is my story — the story of a girl who decided to follow her dreams, no matter how crazy and distant they may seem to others. Now I'm sitting in a cozy Parisian coffee shop in Montmartre, drinking my morning cappuccino, watching passersby hurrying by and still can't quite believe that all this is happening to me in reality. Yes, yes, I moved to Paris! Moving to the capital of the world of fashion, art and romance was the most courageous, conscious and important step in my life. I came here primarily to study, to soak up this incredible atmosphere, to grow as a person, to make international acquaintances and, of course, step by step, day by day, to get closer to my main cherished goal.

But high fashion and the catwalk are just one facet of my complex soul. My life is made up of amazing contrasts, and it has a place for the most polar hobbies. For example, I am madly in love with volleyball. Many of my friends are genuinely surprised at how a refined, fragile love for the fashion industry and a tough, dynamic, contact sport get along in me. But for me, volleyball is a huge source of pure energy, adrenaline, physical drive and strict self—discipline. I feel completely free from any conventions on the volleyball court. The team spirit, the referee's whistle, the perfect trajectory of the pass, a powerful high jump over the net and a whiplash winning shot — these emotions cannot be compared with anything. Volleyball has taught me iron endurance, the ability to hold a shot, make instant decisions, work as a team and never give up, even if the current score in a set is not in your favor at all.