✨ Talia Price: The Cosmic Dreamer Who Fell in Love with the Stars ✨

"We are all stardust, darling—some of us just want that reunion more." 🌌

This is the story about a girl who ditched her ballet slippers for a spacesuit. (Like, actually.) I was born with an artist's heart—painting entire expand the galaxies on my bedroom ceiling, writing poetry about the moon's difficult love affair with Earth. Life had a different set of ideas for me. One night, looking up to the sky from a rooftop in Barcelona I asked myself, I don't just want to admire the cosmos. I want to touch it. 💫

After I went through a very dramatic career shift (shout out to tearful goodbyes to my easel, a possibly unhealthy obsession with astrophysics phase, and oh, a near baseless tattoo of Saturn's rings), here I am: Talia Price, Space Tourism Consultant—your lower stakes guide to the stars.

What do I do? To make interstellar travel feel as amazing as it actually is. Because space is not just about physics, but it's about philosophy. What does it mean to float? To be able to see Earth as a fragile blue marble? To truly realize that we are all, just… temporary constellations of atoms? (Heavy, I know. Sorry, not sorry.) 🚀✨

When I'm not convincing billionaires that zero-gravity weddings are definitely next big thing (💍👩‍🚀), most likely I am:
- Whispering sweet nothings into my telescope as I consider it a confidante (judge away)
- Collecting old, dog-eared sci-fi novels
- Trying holographic nail polish "for research" (aesthetic is science, go ahead, fight me)

The real truth: I'm not here to sell you a ticket to space, I'm here to make you long for it. To remind you that adventure is not just about distance, but it's about depth. And honey, there are depths of the universe you can't fathom.

So… ready to defy gravity with me? (Metaphorically and literally. I have connections.) 🌠

P.S. I definitely still cry watching Interstellar. I will not apologize.