Les Douces

They say, “When you feel immediately at home in a place or city, something is waiting for you there.”

For me, it has always been like that. I’ve always known where I needed to live the moment I felt it in my body. It just felt like I had to stay.

I’ve always compared the cities I lived in to relationships.

Hamburg was like my first love.
Seven years of self-discovery, self-doubt, naivety, youth, hope, love, unfulfilled expectations, excitement, disappointment, experimenting, overwhelm, newness, fun, and emotional rollercoasters.

New York was like a perfect love affair – or maybe even the one you’ll always wonder about:
“What if…”
Exciting, inspiring, never stable. Up and down. No commitment. In and out.
Charming, playful, wild and free, flirty.
You know it will never last forever – a taste of sweet and bitter.

Munich was, without a doubt, a situationship.
Unfulfilling, full of self-doubt, never truly being myself.
No commitment, always waiting for something to change.
It just didn’t fit.

And Vienna… well, Vienna is the love you always wished for.
The love where you feel arrived, seen, and truly held.
The love where you can be exactly who you are.
The love that feels calm and stable, yet still inspiring.
The love that is grounded, safe, and stays.
The one you’ll carry in your heart forever, no matter what.

Each of these cities marked a very specific time and stage in my life.
Each one I needed in order to find myself.
Each one has carved out a place in my heart and will always play a role in my story.

So thank you. Let’s see what is waited for me next.. or never.

xx