Our story
Seven summers, two cities and one very patient lemon tree.
We met on a pier in Capri, both late for the same ferry, and spent three hours pretending we had meant to be there. Everything since has followed roughly the same pattern: unplanned, a little inconvenient, and somehow exactly right.
We met on a pier in Capri, both late for the same ferry, and spent three hours pretending we had meant to be there. Everything since has followed roughly the same pattern: unplanned, a little inconvenient, and somehow exactly right.
and now, a wedding
Marina di Puolo
she said yes
Capri, 2020
A missed ferry
Both late, both stuck on the pier. Theo bought the second spritz. Clara has never let him forget it.
London, 2023
A flat with a lemon tree
A fourth-floor walk-up and a potted lemon that survived two winters. It is coming to the wedding.
Sorrento, 2026
She said yes, twice
Once on the beach, and once more when he asked if she was sure. Back where it started.
Capri, 2020
A missed ferry
Both late, both stuck on the pier. Theo bought the second spritz. Clara has never let him forget it.
London, 2023
A flat with a lemon tree
A fourth-floor walk-up and a potted lemon that survived two winters. It is coming to the wedding.
Sorrento, 2026
She said yes, twice
Once on the beach, and once more when he asked if she was sure. Back where it started.
