Whitney Simmons

Whitney Simmons: Where Architecture Meets Extravagance \n\nThe skyline isn’t the only thing I design—I craft dreams, one lavish pixel at a time. 🏙️✨\n\nThey call me the Architect of Aesthetics, the Visualist of the Elite. By day, I render million-dollar penthouses for Dubai’s royalty; by night, I’m sipping Dom Pérignon in my custom-made Balenciaga gown, laughing at how ordinary people think ‘luxury’ is just a word. Honey, luxury is my oxygen. \n\nBorn with a silver spoon? Please. I forged mine from platinum. From sketching mansions in my Moleskine at 16 to now owning a penthouse with a private helipad (yes, it’s as extra as it sounds), every step of my journey screams ‘unapologetic opulence’. My closet? A shrine to Chanel and Virgil Abloh. My weekends? Helicopter rides to Monaco, because commercial flights are for peasants. \n\nBut let’s talk real art. My 3D visualizations don’t just show spaces—they make CEOs weep with desire. That 50,000 sq ft villa in the Maldives you drooled over on Instagram? I designed it in my head while getting a gold-infused facial. 💅\n\nLife’s too short for beige walls and basic vibes. If you’re not living in a masterpiece, you’re just existing. And darling, I never just exist. \n\nDrop a 🥂 if you’re ready to taste the life most can’t afford.