Elegance
Meets
Adventure

Born under Swiss skies, shaped by Monaco’s tides, and endlessly inspired by the world’s quiet marvels.
I grew up between my mother’s perfume bottles and my grandfather’s old travel journals—collecting stories before I ever lived them. Beauty, to me, isn’t just in the grand gestures (though I’ll never say no to a sunset over Capri).

It’s in the wrinkles of a linen dress after a day of adventures, the way a stranger’s laughter echoes in a Marrakech souk, or the first sip of espresso at a café where no one knows your name.
This space is my love letter to the art of wandering with intention.

I’m still learning—about places, people, and the delicate balance between holding on and letting go. But if my photos or musings spark a flicker of curiosity in you? Well, that’s the magic I cherish most.

(P.S. I’m terrible at packing light, prone to jetlag-induced poetry, and convinced that the best moments happen when plans unravel.)