Sweetheart, let me tell you, there’s something quite magical about stepping onto the sunlit promenades of Monte Carlo. Where every breeze feels like a whisper and even the light wears satin. And this time, I wasn’t simply admiring the art. No, darling, I was part of it.

ILNI’s presence at the Art and Luxury Fair in Monaco felt less like an exhibition and more like stepping into a living conversation. One where art, beauty, and purpose mingled with such ease that time seemed to slow.

 

A Gathering of Souls

I must confess, as I perched ever so elegantly among the velvet halls of the Hôtel Métropole, I felt a sense of belonging. Not just because I was displayed with grace, but because of the people around me. Each visitor carried a light in their eyes, that unmistakable glow of someone who recognises beauty not just with their sight, but with their soul. I perched as gracefully as I could, pretending to be invisible: though invisibility has never been my strength.

Princess Margarita de Bourbon de Parme shone like a beacon, her presence soft yet powerful, a reminder that true elegance is never loud. Watching her, I realised that ILNI’s presence at the Art and Luxury Fair in Monaco was about more than design. It was about joining a circle of those who believe in beauty with purpose.

 

Moments That Stayed With Me

There were sculptures that whispered stories of resilience, canvases drenched in joy and sorrow, jewellery crafted to echo the rhythm of tides. I saw guests pause, lean closer, even fall silent; not out of distance, but out of reverence.

And the people, darling, the people. The young artist sketching in the corner, lost in his dreams. The collector who lingered a little longer, as though unwilling to let a piece go. The quiet nods exchanged between strangers who suddenly became companions through the shared language of art.

This is what struck me most: ILNI’s presence at the Art and Luxury Fair in Monaco was not about being noticed. It was about being understood.

 

What I Learned in Monte Carlo

If you ever find yourself in such a setting, here’s what I discovered:

• Take your time. Gliding slowly reveals layers you might otherwise miss.
• Ask questions, even simple ones; curiosity always leads to connection.
• Allow yourself to feel. Art that moves you is never forgotten.
• And, darling, remember: what you choose to carry, in your arms, on your walls, in your heart, tells your story.

 

Until We Meet Again

Monaco may sparkle with its golden lights, but what lingers for me is softer: the quiet glow of connection, of people who see art not as display but as dialogue.

And in those hushed corners, I even heard a secret shared; that Monaco is sensing a subtle rise in veganism, inspired by Lewis Hamilton and Novak Djokovic, two champions who carry their values as gracefully as their victories. Well, how…about…that.

Stay fabulous!