Just a girl from Buzau - the dance of life.

1988, Buzau - Andra grew up in a time when this simple city felt quietly proud, educated, and full of understated charm. Its streets were lined with small cafés, old bookstores, and neighbourhoods where families knew each other’s names. Her childhood home reflected that spirit: antique furniture, carefully chosen, a mother devoted to teaching the local schoolkids chemistry and to home-cooking meals that brought warmth and comfort, cats wandering the rooms, and a tiny dog whose presence was adored by all. The record player filled the living room with sounds from greats such as Elvis, Roy Orbison, Bob Dylan, Elton John, and others, while the bookshelves were packed with wisdom and knowledge that would influence many local pupils' minds, and perhaps even their own journey into adulthood. 

Her father, who worked at city hall and led an active life as a devoted family man, passed away in his early sixties, leaving Andra with a sense of deep loss and yet, increased devotion to the parents who had shaped her values, character and personality.

Even as a young teen, Andra’s energy sought the world beyond her home. She would quietly climb out of the bedroom window on the ground floor, slipping into town under the fading light of early evening. It was all innocent, no mischief or trouble. Still, the thrill of moving through the streets of Buzau, walking past the familiar facades of the Buzau Cinema or the old library of feeling Buzau’s humble pulse, ignited something in her. Music from small bars, the local disco, which remains to this day, and the community hall called to her, pulling her toward dancing, rhythm, and a freedom that contrasted with the quiet order of her upbringing. Those nights were formative, small acts of adventure in a city that, even then, balanced tradition with possibility, became formative, small acts of adventure that hinted at the independence she would claim in adulthood.

When it came time to study for higher education, Andra moved to Bucharest, carrying with her the values and style of her hometown. After graduating, she built a career in marketing and advertising, thriving in a city of opportunity and ambition. Her apartment mirrors her roots: antique furnishings echoing the period elegance of her childhood home, a crafted space reflecting both independence and the warmth of childhood memory. Despite the fast pace of city life, she returns regularly to Buzau, to her mother’s house, ensuring the connection to home remains alive.

Andra’s passions animate her life in vibrant colour. Latino dance classes dominate her evenings, taking workshops several times per week, weekends organized around friends and dance, sometimes traveling abroad for extended dance weekends. Photography, fitness, and self-development are equally important; her ADHD fuels a quick mind and restless curiosity, making her fiercely independent but also deeply loyal and reflective.

Her romantic life has been instructive. A long relationship led to a marriage that lasted only a few years. While the chapter ended, it shaped her understanding of love, trust, personal boundaries and the influence of one’s partner on one’s own destiny. She approaches relationships with discernment now, aware of her own value and needs.

At 38, Andra finds herself at a new crossroads. Independence, career success, adventure, and self-discovery have defined her life so far, yet the desire to retain her feminine energy, to start a family now, balances those pursuits. Loyalty, love, and connection, the very values instilled by her parents, call to her in renewed ways. She embodies the modern paradox: a woman who can thrive in Bucharest’s high-rise buzz yet feel at home in the quiet, period-furnished houses of Buzau, a city whose spirit shaped her and whose memory she carries into the present.

Andra’s journey is a dance across places, a shifting of time, and a growing self. Freedom and devotion are not opposing forces, but are two rhythms in the same Tango, and she is learning, step by step, how to honour both, carrying the echoes of Buzau as she journeys through life.