Amore… they say the stronger the light, the deeper the shadow it casts.
And Midsummer? The brightest time of the year. . .hides secret right infront of your eyes!
A feeling left unsaid. A truth carefully hidden. A connection that looks one way on the surface… but tells another story underneath.
I was raised in Florence, at my Nonna’s kitchen table—
espresso, tarot, and the understanding that people reveal more than they realise.
Now I’m in New York.
And I tell it like it is.
No illusions.
No chasing.
No pretending.
You come to me when:
— you feel something has changed, but nobody will admit it
— you wonder what someone is truly feeling
— your heart knows there is more to the story
— you need to uncover what is hiding in the shadows
I don’t read cards to tell pretty stories.
I read to reveal what has been waiting to come into the light.
“La verità viene sempre a galla.”
(The truth always rises to the surface.)
So tell me, amore…
Are you ready to see what the summer sun has been hiding?
Because with me—
the cards go on the table,
the espresso is poured,
and the truth always has the final word. ☕