LIVING ROOM
Come Sit A While, I Have A Story To Tell
DEAREST GENTLE VISITOR, MEET YOUR PLEASURE GUIDE
Marielle Miyamoto
Long before there was an Marielle Miyamoto, there was a curious muse who found enormous pleasure in making people feel seen, heard, and most importantly, welcome.
For nearly a decade, my world revolved around international hospitality, travel, and homes. I was the smiling woman greeting you upon your hotel arrival in Japan, helping you feel comfortable on a long journey flight on international flights, arranging the little details of your stay in the US, showing you through a beautiful residences all over the world, and in each scenario, listening closely enough to understand what you needed—sometimes before you quite knew how to ask for it yourself. I loved it.
There is a unique kind of intimacy in good hospitality and service: remembering someone's preferences, wishing a happy birthday, noticing what puts them at ease, anticipating a need without making a spectacle of it. Those years quietly taught me that the most memorable experiences rarely come from extravagance alone. They come from attention in the details.
Outside of work, curiosity kept pulling me farther afield. Books became portals. Museums became other worlds. Theatre, art, history, live music, fashion, crafted cocktails, exotic meals, and faraway places became ways of understanding how other people had connected, loved, lived, celebrated and made beauty from ordinary life.
Travel and food only deepened the obsession. Every new place seemed to leave me with another question, another story and another reason to keep exploring and each story was best revered over a delicious native meal.
And somewhere along the way, I realized that nearly everything I loved shared the same thread:
beauty, ritual, curiosity, connection and the art of making another person feel wonderfully considered.
BORN
RAISED
HOME
LOS ANGELES TO A FLIGHT ATTENDANT MOTHER AND JAPANESE FATHER
BETWEEN THE US, LONDON, & TOKYO
MANHATTAN, NYC IS WHERE I CURRENTLY CALL HOME BUT MY HEART LIVES BETWEEN TOKYO AND LONDON, FOREVER AND ALWAYS
THE W’s
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WHO
WHO IS MARIELLE MIYAMOTO
A disarmingly charming, 30, British-Jamaican & Japanese romantic with an old soul, a curious mind, and an incurable affection for beautiful things.
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WHAT
WHAT MAKES MARIELLE?
SUGAR, ROMANCE, SPICE, AND ALL THINGS BEAUTIFULLY NICE
International estate agent by daylight; gourmand, mystic, passporteer, and devoted appreciator of life's beautiful and intimate details after hours.
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WHEN
WHEN CAN YOU MEET MARIELLE?
WHEN YOU NEED THE WORLD TO SLOW DOWN
Over a beautiful dinner, somewhere foreign yet familiar, inside an old bookstore, beneath museum ceilings, seated inside an opera box, aboard a train—or whenever conversation makes us forget to check the time.
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WHERE
WHERE IS MARIELLE FROM?—WHERE WILL SHE BE?
TOKYO × LONDON → NEW YORK OR WHEREVER YOUR HEART DESIRES FOR US TO MEET
Formed between Japanese sensibility, Jamaican charm, and British influence, with New York serving as the present chapter of an increasingly international story.
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WHY
WHY MARIELLE?
FOR THE ROMANCE OF IT ALL
I believe attention is intimate, curiosity is attractive, and beautiful experiences become infinitely more memorable when shared with someone genuinely present and pleasant to be with.
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HOW
HOW DO I GET YOU IN MY ARMS?
WITH INTENTION
Slowly enough to notice. Curiously enough to discover. Playfully enough to surprise—with warmth, reciprocity, discretion, and room for a little magic.
First stop to pleasure, the ESTATE OFFICE
Please visit the ESTATE OFFICE to book your private pleasure tour with Marielle Miyamoto.
So Marielle, … This or That?
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Tea of course!
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Fashionably late, don’t kill me please
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Fall/Autumn, pumpkin spice spooky season all the way!
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Glass bottled sparkling water please!
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Window!
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Salted Caramel or Honey Lavender please
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BOTH PLEASE :)
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Gold!
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Night Muse
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Books!
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Planned Itinerary with some spontaneous beautiful detours in between
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Crafted Cocktail with a story and excellent presentation that matches in superb taste
MARIE AT PRESENT
At present, I find myself living in New York City — a place that suits my appetite for beauty, movement, culture and reinvention rather perfectly.
By daylight, I move through the world of international real estate: beautiful homes, discerning people, architecture, escrows, hospitality and the quiet art of understanding what someone is truly looking for. After hours, another side of me comes alive — the “Romance Revivalist”, aesthete, gourmand, mystic and passporteer who believes life should still contain a little anticipation.
I’m happiest when my days hold contrast: an elegant dinner followed by ridiculous laughter, an afternoon lost inside a museum, a book tucked into my designer handbag, a beautifully made cocktail, an unexpected trip, a tarot deck on the table, silk at night and bare feet by morning.
I am deeply feminine, curious, affectionate and emotionally perceptive. I love people who think, who feel, who notice things, who still believe good manners matter, and who know that generosity is about far more than what can be purchased.
Those who spend time with me often say I feel familiar — easy to talk to, warm to be around, a little mysterious at first and much more playful once the veil lifts.
Perhaps that is the Pisces in me. Perhaps it is simply who I have become.
With me, you are invited to exhale, to laugh, to be curious, to be wanted — and to remember what it feels like to look forward to something or someone again.
This is the Marielle, the Marie, you are meeting now.
Building her life and legacy…one moment and one kiss at a time
Marielle’s Cabinet of
Curiosities
“I believe in pink. I believe that laughing is the best calorie burner. I believe in kissing, kissing a lot. I believe in being strong when everything seems to be going wrong. I believe that happy girls are the prettiest girls. I believe that tomorrow is another day and I believe in miracles.”
— Audrey Hepburn
What character will you be in my unfolding romance novel?
A BRIGHT MARIE FUTURE
I have never been terribly interested in building a life that merely looks impressive. I want one that feels beautifully lived.
There are still cities I haven’t wandered, books I haven’t read, dishes I haven’t tasted, languages I haven’t learned and stories I haven’t yet collected. I hope to keep building a life rich in beauty, curiosity, romance, art, friendship, freedom and the wonderful privilege of choosing how my time is spent.
Someday, I would love a home with history in its bones — gardens spilling into one another, bookshelves that never quite stop growing, flowers climbing where they probably shouldn’t and a dining table large enough for everyone I adore.
But I hope I never plan life so perfectly that there is no room left for surprise.
The loveliest chapters are often the ones we never saw coming.
Perhaps you’ll appear in one of mine.
Bucketlist Dreams
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I want a passport thick with stamps and a lifetime full of stories from places I once knew only from maps and books. To taste unfamiliar food, hear new languages, wander strange streets, and stand somewhere breathtaking enough to make me completely quiet. The world is far too beautiful to experience only a small corner of it.
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An old house with history in its bones, gardens spilling into one another, bookshelves that never quite stop growing, flowers climbing where they probably shouldn’t, and a dining table large enough for everyone I love. A home that feels lived in, loved in, and full of stories long after I’m gone.
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Not simply to fall in love, but to build one that remains tender, curious, playful and deeply chosen as the years pass. The kind of love where affection survives ordinary Tuesdays, laughter survives difficult seasons, and two people continue choosing one another even after the butterflies have learned the furniture.
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There are places that become part of you long after you leave them. I want to return not as the woman I was, but as the woman I became because of them — to walk familiar streets with new eyes, reconnect with old pieces of myself, and say thank you in the only way travel really allows: by coming back.
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A book, a collection of essays, letters, stories — something honest and beautiful enough that another person might underline a sentence and carry it with them. I don’t need to write something famous. I want to write something that makes someone feel a little more understood.
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If I am ever lucky enough to become a mother, I hope to raise a child who is curious about the world, gentle with other people, brave enough to be themselves, and secure enough to remain soft. Someone who knows that kindness is strength, wonder is worth protecting, and being loved should make you more free — never less.
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One day, I would love enough land to offer a quiet home to horses who have spent their lives working, competing, carrying, or simply surviving. Green pasture, patient hands, soft brushes, apples tucked into pockets — and absolutely nowere they need to be. A place where their only remaining job is to grow old peacefully.
