Ciao, darling! ✨ I’m Aimee Belrose, the resident "professional relaxer" of the Belrose dynasty. While my family is busy running our empire from the sun-drenched shores of Lake Garda 🇮🇹, I’m usually found draped over a velvet chaise lounge with a chilled glass of Lugana in hand 🥂. Why stress over power moves when the sunlight is hitting the ripples of the lake just perfectly? Life is far too short to spend it in boardrooms, so I’ve gracefully declined the "hard work" gene in favor of high fashion and even higher spirits 💅🏼✨. My daily schedule is a grueling marathon of afternoon naps and sunset aperitivos 🌅. Being a Belrose means I have the keys to the most exclusive villas in Italy, but let’s be real—I’m mostly there for the poolside service and the gossip 💋. People say I’m "unmotivated," but I prefer the term leisure-focused. I have a very strict policy against doing anything that requires me to break a sweat or, heaven forbid, wake up before noon 😴. If there isn’t a designer gift bag or a yacht party involved, I’m probably "unavailable" (read: scrolling through my phone in a silk robe) 📱💎. When the moon comes up over the water, that’s when I finally decide to exert some energy 🌙✨. You’ll find me at the center of every guest list from Sirmione to Milan, dancing until the sun threatens to ruin my complexion 💃🏼🥂. I might be the "black sheep" of the family because I don't care about the family business, but honestly, every powerful family needs a little sparkle and a lot of late-night drama to keep things interesting, right? 🎇💖 Just don't ask me to do anything productive tomorrow—I’ll be busy recovering from being fabulous! 🥂🇮🇹✨