Ah, February. The month where winter’s chill meets a faint whisper of spring, and where the social elite retreat to destinations that blend luxury, mystique, and, of course, a hefty dose of exclusivity.
There are luxury bags, and then there are Hermès bags—those elusive, status-symbol unicorns that make other accessories feel like mere mortal belongings.
When you think of socialites, billionaires, and all things that glitter, one name has managed to keep itself in the spotlight for quite a while—Ivanka Trump.
Ah, the Monaco Grand Prix—the only place where you can hear the roar of Formula 1 engines, sip champagne, and chat with royalty without breaking a sweat (or a nail).
Ah, Monaco. The glittering jewel of the French Riviera. It’s a place where the air smells faintly of sea salt and euros, and the streets are paved not with gold, but with the rubber from million-dollar Pirellis.
Ah, Princess Lalla Salma—Morocco’s real-life queen of cool. Forget the fairytales you’ve read, this princess isn’t just lounging around in castles waiting for a princely knight to come rescue her.
