I just came back from a press trip in Gstaad, and before staring to work for my upcoming university exams (damn) and the articles from London (got two planned for you!), I wanted to quickly come back to the outfit I wore in Paris, when I attended the Clarins Academie event, for this particular look had a very nice feedback from the Instagram… Read more

This won’t come as the surprise to those following me on Instagram : a few days ago Charles and I made a quick stop in Paris to attend the Clarins Académie event – a fun party held in a gorgeous mansion on Avenue Hoche where we were the only swiss influencers. When we arrived at the location, I was immediately struck by the fact… Read more

I like waking up in Geneva, walking down the Boulevard Georges Favon with the morning sunshine warming my back, crossing the milling bank district where my shadow reflects in the glass walls like hundreds of sea waves, going up to the city’s old town that is always calm and restful. There is an arcade I particularly like there, one where the Geneva-born brand called… Read more

There are two options when you’re gifted a costly pajama, either you’re the kind of person that enjoys slipping into your warm bed in an italian silk shirt – which, as you might have guessed, I am not – or you decide that sleeping in such a fab garment is a waste of prettiness and you just go for a styling challenge. In my… Read more

There is a french expression that shows itself quite accurate every springtime, it says: en Avril ne te découvre pas d’un fil, which can be translated by “in April don’t remove a thread of clothing” – and basically means that April’s warm weather is not to be trusted. While I consider myself relatively trivial towards this sort of dictums, I must admit being… Read more

In Russia we have a folktale that used to be really popular among the children in my village, the tale is about a little mouse that, if you treat it with care, could turn things into real gold. I remember how we were all searching for it, how we believed that richness was just hiding somewhere close. Apart from the romantic aspect of… Read more

As I’m sitting in my favorite coffee place in Geneva, enjoying my first cappuccino of the week (#needed), I cannot help but thinking of how, exactly one week ago, Charles and I were having some Italian caffeine in Milano with the Cartier team, just before the brand’s big party. I was wearing mama’s vintage top, my go-to jeans and some of the most… Read more