I was a teenager when someone read my diary without permission. The message that followed was delivered without malice, but it landed like a verdict: if you don’t want people to know your secrets, don’t write them down. And so I stopped.

My life has taken me from the shores of Algeria, via the Swiss Alps and the streets of Paris, to Singapore, where I’ve made my home for the past twenty years, with a pit stop in Shanghai along the way, where my daughter was born. Made in China!

My career began the way the best ones often do, by accident. A happy fall into the watch industry introduced me to a world of extraordinary people and a culture I still love deeply. It was never the plan. But then, very little has been.