About me
Born under a thunderstorm, raised by a seamstress
Twenty-five, gothic by conviction, playful by nature. This is the long version.
I was born the night the church bell got struck by lightning, in a hill town where that bell was the loudest thing for kilometres. Only child of a seamstress and a nightshift pharmacist — which explains the wardrobe and the hours. I learned to sew black at nine, to develop film in the bathroom at fourteen, and to say no with a smile at sixteen. I moved to the city for an art school I never finished and stayed for the rooms with tall windows and cheap rent. I read Poe in Spanish and Bolaño in bed. I collect candles I never light, keys to doors I no longer have, and compliments I pretend not to hear.
The uncensored side, on Fanvue
Why I do this
Because a camera in a quiet room is the most honest conversation I know. Because black lace deserves better light than a changing-room mirror. Because I like being looked at on my terms — the frame is mine, the timing is mine, the door has a lock and I hold the key. And because it pays for a darkroom, which is the only thing I have ever wanted that costs money.
How a set happens
1
The idea
Usually at 2 a.m., usually a fabric first. The wardrobe decides the room, the room decides the light.
2
The shoot
Candles, a tripod, a self-timer, and patience. I shoot far more than I keep.
3
The edit
I choose the frames the way I choose people: slowly, and then completely.
4
The door
The gentle ones go to the public feeds. The rest go behind the Fanvue door, where I keep the key.
House rules
- Adults only, everywhere, always. The gate on this site asks every visit and I like it that way.
- I don't do faces that aren't mine, and I don't do anyone's name but my own.
- Kindness first. Insistence bores me. Cruelty gets you the door.
- My assistant may answer a message when I'm asleep; it never starts one. If you want me, ask for me.
- Fanvue holds the card, not me. This site takes no payments and keeps no card data.
- Your data rights under Colombian law are honoured within the statutory deadlines — and, if you ask nicely, sooner.
How we got here
The look is settled
Name, hair, the four rooms and the house rules — fixed before the first public photo.
The doors open
X, Instagram, Facebook and Fanvue go live, each with its own mood.
nikolinasinners.com goes live
A single page with the age gate and the map to my rooms; privacy and terms published.
The house gets rooms
Full pages, English and Spanish, display controls for tired eyes, and this changelog.
Meet me where the light is low
The previews are free. The rest is on Fanvue, and I'm usually awake.