My sons and I. They are adopted, I’m not THAT old #youbitch – Claudie & Costri from #TheMOffice

l’Orangerie – was a room or a dedicated building on the grounds of fashionable residences from the 17th to the 19th centuries where orange and other fruit trees were protected during the winter, similar to a greenhouse or conservatory

l’Orangerie – my favourite space since ever. Each time I mentally design my next property, I start with the Orangerie. I fill it with exotic plants and trees and then decorate it with carpets, sofas and coffee tables. Then I go to the wine cellars and fill them with gin, but that’s another story, ladies. All in all, something like Therme, but without the people #haha #antisocialpsycho

I remember being 14, roaming in Venice, and discovering Luisa Casati. Then what started like a fancy turned into an obsession. I started devouring any book, article, picture, anecdote, story about her. Her lovers, her extravagant life, her outrageous wardrobe, her pet menagerie, palazzos and villas. In one of the books that covered her real estate ventures in minute detail, I first read about her Tuscan villa. It had an orangerie that spanned one… fucking… hectar!!!! It was richly described and illustrated. It left such a powerful mark on me that ivy covered houses with lush orangeries became my architectural orgasm.

I remember being 26, broke, with a fire burning under my generous bust –and-recently relocated to Bucharest. Every villa, with even the puniest orangerie, was on my own little “Must See” tour. It was my weekend activity the first 3 weeks and it fit perfectly with my budget #RagsToRiches

Today I’m 32 and I am in Florence shooting the new Salvatore Ferragamo “Tuscan Soul” niche perfumes. Claude booked the MOST gorgeous 16^th century villa with the most breathtaking bellevue over Florence. And while some of us cry over Vetements jeans, I cry when I see gorgeous orangeries. It fills me with more emotions than my PMSes.

For the past few days I had breakfast, lunch and dinner here. I worked and had tea parties with Stefan (the Romanian manager) here. Claude and Costri (Watsy and Chyna) abandoned me a few hours ago to roam through Florence, but I’m not the one to hold a grudge.                                                                                                        

I’m starting to think that it’s better to spend the money I’m saving up for my own orangerie to see as many others around the world as I can. After all, possessing just one is not that much in the Millennial spirit.

PNK Casual dress – Moja.ro heels – Gabriela Dumitran canotiere 

Photos by Costrut

Oddly, I see you here, Luisa. My outfit today, it’s a tribute to you. You are having this amazing meeting here who Gabrielle D’Anunzio, and you are crazy and out of this world, like you always are. I am right beside you, like a sister, and I’m basking in your presence. The only difference is that I am just a bit more technologically advanced than you are. I have smartphones and an IQOS device. And even if it is a small differentiation between us, this changes everything.

*Acest text a fost inspirat de IQOS, un dispozitiv pentru fumătorii adulţi al cărui utilizatoare sunt de câteva luni.