Written Luv Letters

Six days, two cities, and more chaos than any study trip should legally allow. From empty squares in Venice to rooftop Spritz moments in Milan, this week somehow balanced company visits with gondolas, fashion, and a touch of unexpected magic. It wasn’t just a trip, it was a blur of laughter, little adventures, and moments that felt almost too unreal to be true.

Two months, countless sunsets, and more trips to Ikea than I’d like to admit; that’s how my Monégasque Indian Summer began. Between lemon-scented days in Menton, psychic proposals in Èze, and sober nights at Jimmy’z, I somehow found myself calling the French Riviera home.

Three days, three castles, and one barking dog later, we finally made it back to our yellow house on the Côte d’Azur. This summer was less about luxury and more about laughter, routines, and feeling at home; barefoot puddle walks in St. Tropez, tacos gone wild, fireworks over Cannes, and a glimpse of my future life in France.

A short n sweet trip to Ibiza, full of sun, singing, and strolling. We had early morning in the old town and late evenings in the club. Safe to say that this trip had it all. Even though it was only 3 full days, we made the most of it. We got to know each other even better and planned it all perfectly. This was Ibiza and it was filled with new memories!

My Luv Letter to Paris, for the last time and all the other times I have visited. From shopping to sightseeing to shiny gems!