Some places ask you to slow down the moment you arrive. Èze is one of them. Perched more than four hundred metres above the Mediterranean, this medieval village on the French Riviera feels suspended between the sea and the sky, its stone streets winding up toward Château Eza, where Jilian and Bret chose to marry. The two of them had travelled from San Diego, little dog in tow, for an intimate celebration on the cliffside between Nice and Monaco: a day that held together the rustic soul of an old French village and the bright, sunlit glamour of the Côte d'Azur.