I had always wanted to go to Paris.
I love the style of French women, their language, and after all, even my name comes from French roots. So I arrived alone in the city of love. With rose oil on my heart, day after day, comforting myself. Finally allowing myself to do something purely for me.

When I was little, it was my dream to become a florist. I was incredibly lucky to grow up surrounded by nature. In the middle of flower fields, there were always enough beautiful blooms for my next bouquet. I never became a florist ;) but my love for flowers has stayed with me ever since.