A Woman Needs Ropes And Ropes Of

The Idea Of My Life As A Fairy Tale Is Itself A Fairy Tale.

I Work Hard In Social Work, Public Relations, And Raising The Grimaldi Heirs.

I Avoid Looking Back. I Prefer Good Memories To Regrets.

My Father Had A Very Simple View Of Life: You Don’t Get Anything For Nothing. Everything Has To Be Earned, Through Work, Persistence And Honesty. My Father Also Had A Deep Charm, The Gift Of Winning Our Trust. He Was The Kind Of Man With Whom Many People Dream Of Spending An Evening.

When At Last I Took The Time To Look Into The Heart Of A Flower, It Opened Up A Whole New World; A World Where Every Country Walk Would Be An Adventure, Where Every Garden Would Become An Enchanted One.