The right company
changes
everything.

Coffee comes first, always with a book in my hands. I walk to my usual spot, where the barista already knows my order. Yes, I’m the one who strikes up conversation with strangers wherever I go. Then a slow wander by the water, no plan, nowhere to be. Mornings aren’t something I rush.

Italian when I want to feel wrapped in comfort. Sushi when I want to feel most like myself. I have a weakness for a good cheese plate and for restaurants whose menus shift with the season. I don’t drink alcohol, but give me a mocktail, a table somewhere with a great view, and I’m perfectly happy.

I believe in scent the way some people believe in music — it shifts the mood of a room before you notice why. Most days I wear Another 13 by Le Labo. Sometimes Heure d’Absence. And there’s always a candle lit somewhere in the apartment.

The seawall at golden hour stops being a cliché once you actually live here. I hike when I need to clear my head, turn to yoga when I need to come back to myself. Being outside in Vancouver never gets old — the mountains are always right there, and I still stop to notice them.

I dress for the feeling, not the occasion. Some days that’s a pretty dress. Other days it’s Lululemon and a coffee, and the whole city feels like mine. My French side shaped the way I think about clothes. There’s always something deliberate in what I choose, even when it looks effortless. And the lingerie, especially so.

I am a physiotherapist. Touch has always been a natural language for me. But what I find most intimate has little to do with the physical. It's being fully present with someone. Truly listening. Noticing the small things they’d never expect anyone to catch. I grew up in Québec, where feelings are lived out loud, expressive, warm, a little intense in the loveliest way. With me, it's not just time spent… it's something you feel, something you carry with you afterward.