She will know nothing.
Until the knee touches the ground.

Incognito, I am in position before you arrive, on a telephoto lens, at a distance — a stroller with a camera, like everywhere in Saint-Tropez. She walks past without noticing me; I am already shooting when you stop at the agreed spot, and I only introduce myself after the yes. In an announced session, she sees me — of course, I am her photographer for the evening. What she does not see is the moment you take a step back.

No. The simplest alibi is an announced couple photo session — you give her a session in Saint-Tropez, she gets ready, she looks forward to it, and the proposal comes as the grand finale. No accomplice, no complicated story. The whole evening holds up on its own.

In ten years of proposals, it has never happened at the wrong moment — that is exactly what the scouting is for. And if she notices a photographer in the distance, she sees a professional at work, like every evening in the Gulf. Nothing links me to you before the knee touches the ground.

The finest settings in the Gulf: the Canoubiers jetty at sunset, the streets of the old village of Saint-Tropez at the end of the day, a beach like La Nartelle or Gigaro, the gardens of your hotel, the deck of a yacht offshore, or your villa — terrace, pool, garden. I recommend the spot for the season, the hour and the light — and I scout it before you do.

Yes. On a yacht, a few details in advance are enough — the deck, the bay, the hour of the light — and I come aboard as a discreet guest. In the gardens of your hotel, you inform the establishment beforehand, then I get in touch with the concierge team to set every detail with them — the secret stays absolute, the team plays along. On site, complete discretion: tight framing, quiet paths, never another guest in the frame. She notices nothing.

The Promise — €590 — the proposal then your couple session, one setting across several sets, 30 photos, 8 prints. The Celebration — €890, recommended — time to do everything: the proposal, the two of you, then your family, two settings of your choice among three, 50 photos, 12 prints. The Grand Evening — €1,290 — two settings linked at sunset, 75 photos, 19 prints. The Production — from €1,990 — adds a live musician and a film on the quarter hour of the proposal. The moment alone, in 30 minutes, exists at €390 on request. Travel is included throughout the Gulf of Saint-Tropez — and the plan, the scouting and the discretion are never charged as extras.

Ideally one to two weeks — enough for a private call to set the spot, the timing and the signal. But a proposal can come together in 48 hours if the heart says now. Write to me by email: I reply within 24 hours, often within 2, and never by phone without warning.

I introduce myself, and we flow into a relaxed couple session — ring on, in the light that remains. Your private gallery is live within 48 to 72 hours, every photograph in colour and black and white. And if the family flies in to celebrate, the event packages take over.

Yes — that is The Production. A live musician — violin, guitar, saxophone: your choice, on your playlist — plays "by chance" during the quarter of an hour of the proposal, a discreet microphone records your words, two cameras film that same quarter of an hour — edited into a one-minute film — and I photograph the whole session. Everything is choreographed in a minute-by-minute plan, coordinated by a single contact: me. You have nothing to organise — even from abroad.

The safest path is to contact the establishment first — they will tell you their conditions, especially if you are not staying there. And if the venue cannot host the proposal, the villages of the Gulf offer settings just as beautiful at sunset: the moment moves, it is never lost.

The most requested titles: The Night We Met by Lord Huron, and Can't Help Falling in Love by Elvis — solo violin carries them magnificently. You give me your playlist, we choose the instrument together — violin, guitar, saxophone — and the musician prepares your songs. He starts playing on the agreed signal, like a street musician chance happened to place there.

Yes, always — and at the exact hour planned for your proposal, to know the real light. I send you the scouting photographs before the day: you know precisely where you will stop, and I know exactly where I will be.

Three rules, and they do everything. Wear what you would have worn anyway — she must not sense that anything has been arranged, and that is also what makes the photographs real. If we cross paths before the moment, we do not know each other: I will not approach you, greet you or look at you. Keep the ring somewhere you can reach in one movement — a pocket you have to search is the one thing that shows in photographs. And on the day, a text describes what I am wearing so you recognise me in a second: after that, no more exchanges — the exact timing, the glance that serves as the signal, everything was set beforehand.

Two ways, and both work. During: while the two of you face the sea, your child walks up with a bouquet — a grandparent sends him off, I take over and guide him to you; she turns around, and it is him handing her the flowers. After: you arrive as a couple, exactly as she expects — never arrive as three — and only once she has said yes do the child and the parents appear with the bouquet. The proposal stays a moment for the two of you, as it should be; what follows becomes the first moment you are engaged in front of your own. Then three generations in the last light — those photographs, nobody ever gets to retake. Three, five or seven of you: the plan adapts, the surprise stays complete.

It is not me who decides, it is the light. From April to October the rule never changes: we start an hour to an hour and a half before sunset. In April and May, it sets between 8 and 9pm — we start around 7:30pm. In June and July, around 9:15pm — we start at 8pm. In August, it moves from 8:30 to 8pm — we start around 7pm. Mid-September, around 7:45pm — we start at 6pm, before dinner: the proposal in golden light, then you sit down to dinner with the ring on her finger. In October, around 7pm — we start at 5:30pm. At that hour the light drops fast and every minute changes what I can give you: be on time, and everything else unfolds on its own.