Meet the Shadow Writers

‘Tatie’ in Monaco

ALPIE Moreau—yes, that ALPIE—is the shadow behind the stories, the unseen architect of Glenda’s most exquisitely worded misadventures. British by tone, French by disposition, Alpine by soul, she doesn’t merely write—she curates catastrophe.

You never see her arrive, but the temperature in the room changes when she does.

Equal parts linguist, wit, and occasional tyrant, Auntie ALPIE edits commas with a sabre, sips espresso while mourning the decline of manners and tailoring, and makes sure every tale has bite, silk, and a perfectly timed full stop. You may not always see her—but you’ll feel her. In the sharpness of the phrase. The merciless metaphor. The elegant insult smuggled in like perfume on a handwritten note.

She travels light.
Except for opinions.
(And a very specific brand of judgment.)


VAL Moreau– I am the sister who serves truth neat—no sugar, just the sharp clarity from years of observing human behavior through the lens of what people choose to wrap themselves in.

While my elder sister ALPIE creates serene sanctuaries at Crown Hollow, I prefer the precision of my residence next door in Zurich. We both reach similar conclusions, yet I take a direct route—bypassing scenic detours through sentiment.

My Flemish-French heritage has endowed me with fluency in five languages (Flemish, French, Spanish, Italian, English) and a fondness for Latin—a “dead” language that persists, much like good taste in a vulgar world. This linguistic skill proves essential in exploring the psychology of luxury consumption and human folly.

With expertise in the craftsmanship of exceptional leather goods—from Bottega Veneta to Hermès—I appreciate quality that whispers rather than shouts. I also possess an extensive knowledge of Formula 1 history, admiring excellence under pressure at 300 kilometers per hour.

My wardrobe is exclusively silk and leather: no cheap materials, no compromises. Quality recognizes quality, and I won’t dilute my standards for false modesty.

In these pages, I delve into the intersection of luxury and human psychology—the costly mistakes we make in pursuit of transformation and the way fine materials reflect our worst decisions. I believe in confession without wallowing and observation without judgment, always maintaining high standards while examining our spectacular lapses in them.

My writing proves you can dissect your own foolishness with precision while respecting what true elegance entails: the courage to see clearly, the wit to articulate honestly, and the wisdom to learn from expensive mistakes.

Ultimately, the finest education often comes wrapped in the most beautiful packages.