Growing up surrounded by books awakened my senses, just like my summers between the sea and the mountains also did. Hence my passion for nature and my sensitivity to perceive scents, admire colors, caress textures.

I remember our walks through the forest, collecting cork bark that we later turned into little houses, with their windows and their imperfect, crooked roofs ● This is how I discovered the beauty of imperfection ● Our walks along the beach collecting stones and shells, which we coloured and turned into paintings.

A rainy afternoon inside a beautiful, captivating cafeteria, with soft lighting and candles ● A coffee with soy milk and cinnamon ● The smell of clean clothes, routine, my home.

I keep learning to find the balance between elegance and naturalness, between humility and perfection.