The Augustina Chronicles

Sweetheart, have you ever truly looked inside your handbag? Not with a hurried rummage for your keys, but with care, as if it were a treasure chest. It’s not just

Chérie, let’s talk about presence. The kind that turns heads without ever raising its voice. The kind that lingers in a room long after you’ve left. In a world obsessed

Oh, darling, let me tell you a little secret—true elegance is more than a well-cut dress or a perfectly poised handbag (though, my dears, those certainly help). It’s a way

Oh, sweethearts, let’s talk about something truly divine—champagne. But not just any champagne. Today, I’m whisking you away to the lush vineyards of Épernay, where my personal favourite, Leclerc Briant,

Oh, darling, do sit down with me. Today, I’m taking you to the glamorous 1930s, where beauty glimmered on silver screens, and stories of courage unfolded behind the scenes. Let

Oh, darling, isn’t it delightful how a handbag can speak volumes before you’ve even said a word? I’ve always believed that your handbag isn’t just an accessory—it’s an extension of

Darling, have you ever received a gift so small yet so profound it felt like it held the secrets of the universe? For me, it was a tiny compass, handed

Darling, have you ever noticed how certain people seem to float through life, leaving a trail of elegance wherever they go? That’s what I call a signature aura, and believe