Ciao
Every ceremony is a little world of its own.
I feel it’s my role to listen to your story, understand your values and vision, and help you craft a celebration that speaks to your heart — without clichés, without fuss, just love expressed beautifully.
I delight in bringing warmth, joy, and a gentle, lighthearted spirit to every ceremony, always with respect, discretion, and a smile.
Wherever your dream wedding may be — in Italy or anywhere in the world — I bring my Italian energy, my joy, and my deeply human touch to make the day truly unforgettable.
At the heart of every ceremony is love: celebrated freely, meaningfully, and with a little Italian sunshine.
I’m glad you’re here, as it means you’d like to know a little more about me and my approach. I feel that I’m more than a wedding celebrant — I’m someone who loves guiding couples to a day that is intimate, personal, and unforgettable always with a touch of laughter. I am a proud supporter of the LGBTQIA+ community. My thoughtful approach is also shaped by my personal life, where I often guide conversations among women on the theme of peace, listening, connecting, and fostering understanding.
With deep family roots in Le Marche, a fondness for Lake Como and Rome, friends across Naples and Puglia, and a love for the beauty of Tuscany — where I regularly work with Borgo San Felice Resort as their trusted celebrant — I carry the warmth and spontaneity of a truly Italian heart.
Over the years, working as a Wedding Destination Planner, I’ve come to believe that what makes weddings truly special is the simple joy of celebrating love.
That’s where a celebrant can help — keeping the focus on what matters most, bringing lightness, humour, and heartfelt joy to every moment.
I love creating ceremonies that feel alive, authentic, and uniquely yours, with just the right balance of elegance and playful warmth.
Where I work 
I work from home, tucked away in the quiet of my attic studio. The space is small, with sloping ceilings and beams so ancient they might have witnessed every conceivable misadventure in the house below. The wood, warm and honest, seems to breathe with the calm of centuries, encouraging thoughts to wander at their own gentle pace.
When the sky is generous and the season obliges, I carry my work outside. There, the horizon stretches in such a way that it does more than please the eye; it nudges, ever so politely, my imagination to stretch its wings. And if one listens closely, the breeze itself seems to murmur, “Do something worth noticing, won’t you?”
Here, beside my computer, sits a very special treasure: my father’s old Olivetti typewriter — the same one he used in the 1960s to write his university thesis on workers’ rights. This beautiful gift reminds me every day of the value of writing, and of the care that words truly deserve.
All of this is, of course, fuelled by my faithful Bialetti moka coffee maker — always close at hand — and a beautiful panorama that gently frames my days.
Often sitting next to me is my adored Lola, a five-year-old Border Collie, quietly keeping me company. She also joins me on the walks I take to stretch my legs and clear my mind, wandering through the little woodland near our home, among ancient oak trees, elms and maples, where peace seems to come naturally.
That said, my little suitcase is never far away. It’s always ready to come along and meet you wherever you wish, bringing a smile, a warm hug and a very big heart — open wide to welcome your emotions and your wonderfully beautiful stories.