Written Luv Letters

There’s a specific feeling when the Phinda airstrip comes into view, and you think, I’m back. This trip wasn’t just about lion cub chaos a few meters away, glittering leopard light, or elephants reaching into the trees. It was about returning to the wild, to clarity, and to a place that feels more like home each time I leave it.

2025 didn’t stand still for a second. From safaris to Formula 1 cars, Monaco winters to quiet roads in Africa, this year was a constant shift of places, people, and perspectives. A Luv Letter to the year that reminded me why I travel.

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.

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

This is my Luv Letter to Saalbach after a short but fun skiing trip!