When people think of private jets, they often picture champagne flutes and high glamour at 40,000 feet. And yes, sometimes there’s a little of that. But for me, private jet travel isn’t about excess — it’s about time.

I remember a morning flight from Geneva to London. The Alps were still dusted with snow, the sun lifting over the peaks. It looked like a postcard — glamorous, you might say. But the reality? A small team, laptops open, treating 35,000 feet as a moving boardroom.

On paper, it might seem extravagant. But when you weigh eight business-class tickets, hours lost in airport queues, and the distractions of a crowded terminal, the equation changes. Suddenly, the jet isn’t indulgence — it’s efficiency.

That 90-minute flight gave us focus: no interruptions, no noise, just clarity. By the time we touched down, the presentation was polished, everyone aligned, and we walked straight into the client’s office calm, prepared, and ahead of the curve.

That’s the real luxury for me: space to think, to breathe, to arrive composed. Of course, there are details that make it feel extraordinary — pale beige interiors, subtle piping on the seats, the kind of little touches that make it feel like home in the sky.

And yes — I’ll admit it — when the whole gang decides to hit Coachella or drop into Monte Carlo, we take the jet too. But even then, it’s not about showing off. It’s about making the most of the moments we share, and arriving ready for whatever’s next.

People always ask me: “Milly, how do you travel so light?” Truth is, I don’t. I just travel smart.

Packing light isn’t about denying yourself — it’s about curating your suitcase like you’d curate your closet. A few clever staples, mixed with just the right dash of glamour, and you’re ready for anything.

Let’s be clear: no woman worth her salt boards a plane without her little black dress (for the Northern Hemisphere) or a white one (when in the Southern Hemisphere. The LBD is a passport in itself — brunch in Paris, cocktails in London, rooftop in New York. Change the shoes, add a jacket, slip on statement jewelry, and voilà: it’s a new outfit.

The same goes for a smart mix of trousers, jackets, skirts, and shirts. Neutral tones can camouflage beautifully, reinventing themselves in an endless array of combinations. Think of them as your backstage crew, making sure the star pieces shine.

And yes, I always leave a little room for the unexpected: the bold scarf picked up at a market, or the vintage bag that turns into the hero of the trip. Because travel isn’t just about arriving — it’s about discovering.

So, packing light? Not about less. It’s about living well with exactly enough. ✨

When people think of private jets, they often picture champagne flutes and high glamour at 40,000 feet. And yes, sometimes there’s a little of that. But for me, private jet travel isn’t about excess — it’s about time.

I remember a morning flight from Geneva to London. The Alps were still dusted with snow, the sun lifting over the peaks. It looked like a postcard — glamorous, you might say. But the reality? A small team, laptops open, treating 35,000 feet as a moving boardroom.

On paper, it might seem extravagant. But when you weigh eight business-class tickets, hours lost in airport queues, and the distractions of a crowded terminal, the equation changes. Suddenly, the jet isn’t indulgence — it’s efficiency.

That 90-minute flight gave us focus: no interruptions, no noise, just clarity. By the time we touched down, the presentation was polished, everyone aligned, and we walked straight into the client’s office calm, prepared, and ahead of the curve.

That’s the real luxury for me: space to think, to breathe, to arrive composed. Of course, there are details that make it feel extraordinary — pale beige interiors, subtle piping on the seats, the kind of little touches that make it feel like home in the sky.

And yes — I’ll admit it — when the whole gang decides to hit Coachella or drop into Monte Carlo, we take the jet too. But even then, it’s not about showing off. It’s about making the most of the moments we share, and arriving ready for whatever’s next.