I had this quiet French baret idea, something café-coded, relaxed, not trying too hard. Aneta got it instantly. She didn’t try to control the moment or turn it into something it wasn’t. She let me be, let things happen naturally, and that’s exactly why the photos feel so real. They’re calm, effortless, very much unbothered. When I look at them, I don’t see a shoot or poses or content. I see a mood. I see myself exactly where I am right now. We found Bistro60 almost by accident, and it immediately felt right. Nothing rushed. Just a place where you can sit with your coffee and not feel like you need to be anywhere else.

I’ve been in my nonchalant era lately. And no, it’s not about not caring. It’s about caring less loudly. Choosing where my energy goes and where it doesn’t. Not reacting to everything. Not explaining myself all the time. Letting people think what they want and being okay with that. Answering slower. Moving slower. Feeling more comfortable in my own pace.

Being nonchalant, to me, is sitting alone with a coffee and enjoying it. Wearing what feels right, not what’s expected. Trusting that what’s meant for me doesn’t need chasing or forcing. You don’t disappear in this phase. You actually settle into yourself. Softer, calmer, more grounded. Everything around you keeps happening, but you don’t feel the need to jump into it all.

These photos feel like that exact moment, aligned. And honestly, that’s the version of me I like the most right now.