A year ago I spent Christmas in France, up in the mountains. A small group, close friends, lots of snow, and that real feeling of being inside a winter fairytale ☃️ It was my first Christmas like that in Europe, and in a country I had never visited before. We skied every single day, cooked everything ourselves, even made a festive duck. Over two weeks I truly leveled up, moving from green slopes to blue ones, and that still warms me inside 🎿✨

Sometimes it feels good to look back and catch that feeling again.

I still don’t know what this Christmas will look like. I keep choosing spontaneity, and it hasn’t failed me yet.

What about you? Where will you spend the holidays 🎄💫