The Feed

Paris greeted me not with the Eiffel Tower, but with crowded metros and chaotic streets. I felt out of place in my oversized tee among the effortless elegance around me. Yet, in between the rush, you softened me with croissants, whispered grandeur at Petit Palais, and overwhelmed me with Galerie Dior’s magic. Lost, tired, laughing near the Eiffel Tower, I realized Paris was never simple — messy yet magnificent, demanding yet unforgettable.

Moving to a new country isn’t just about homesickness or thrill — it’s about the quiet, unspoken feeling of not quite fitting in. Of walking streets that don’t know your name, of smiling through confusion, of waiting for your soul to catch up. This city doesn’t know me yet. And some days, I don’t fully know myself either. But maybe that’s okay. Maybe becoming is supposed to feel like this — unfamiliar, slow, a little bittersweet.

Come delve into the world of Leonardo da Vinci, through his greatest artwork: the Mona Lisa.