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At Grand Hotel Villa Serbelloni, everything worked in quiet harmony. The lake below, the open halls, the light moving across stone. The atmosphere was calm and intentional. No rush, no noise. Just clear lines, warm air, and a setting that let the emotion speak without interruption.
Love, like art, is built from instinct. The design followed that idea — no symmetry for the sake of order, no florals without movement. The palette came from the lake at dusk: soft coral, rose ash, faded gold. A setting that stayed true to who they were.
Morning began in a sunlit suite of Grand Hotel Villa Serbelloni, quiet but full of presence. Nadia moved through the room in a lace Apilat robe, light catching on silk. A slow breakfast in the grand hall set the tone—no rush, just time held still. The lake glimmered below. The day had already begun.
Photographed by Julia Kaptelova Photography
The ceremony unfolded in the garden of Grand Hotel Villa Serbelloni — between lake and light. The floral arch split into two soft asymmetries, as if the wind had shaped it mid-bloom. Each petal, in blush, sand rose, and mauve, followed the color of the lake sky before sunset.
As a duet of violin and cello opened the ceremony, Nadia stepped forward, composed and focused. The vows were clear and measured. And then came the shift: the opening notes of Tchaikovsky’s Swan Lake, and a dance that felt neither choreographed nor spontaneous. Just the two of them moving with the music they had chosen long before the day.
Dinner unfolded on the terrace of Mistral, a Michelin-starred restaurant perched above the lake under a slow-fading sky. Six courses arrived in rhythm, composed and restrained, each one met with intent and silence before the next began. Candlelight flickered against glass, linen, and hands reaching across the table. Florals echoed the ceremony — loosely arranged, low, as if they had always been there. The cake: millefoglie, layered by the couple, finished with fresh berries and flowers. A quiet close, but exact — the kind that holds. Like the entire day, the evening moved without excess, carried by balance, timing, and care.
