07/07/2026
Positano, you were everything we’d dreamed of—and more. 🍋🇮🇹
Pastel houses tumbling down the cliffs. A Vespa in the living room. Postcard views. Limoni the size of footballs. Days spent on the water. Hair-raising cliffside roads. Nonna’s home-cooked breakfasts. A clam shell bathtub. Cascades of bougainvillea. Hand-painted ceramics + beautiful linens. And Aperol on tap.
Every moment was magnificent, inspiring, chaotic, joy-filled and bellissima… even when it wasn’t.
The Italians have mastered something we’ve forgotten: life isn’t meant to be Instagram perfect. Its beauty lies in the crumbling facades, worn patinas, unexpected detours and glorious imperfections. Somehow it shouldn’t all work together—and yet that’s exactly where the magic lives.
La dolce vita isn’t about perfection to impress. It’s about creating beauty to enjoy everyday. Creating spaces and moments that are collected rather than curated. Letting character, history and happenstance do some of the heavy lifting.
It’s a timely reminder that our obsession with perfection often gets in the way of real creativity.
So I’m coming home with more than lemon ceramics (tempting as they are 🍋😉). I’m bringing back a renewed appreciation for patina, personality, imperfection and the quiet magic that happens when we stop trying so hard to make everything perfect.
Heart full. Belly full. Inspiration overflowing.
💋🍋🍹🧡💦🫶🏻🌸🇮🇹
