It was a Journey here.

I wasn’t always living my best organized life you know… I was raised in a home where my immigrant parents held on to every belonging they had. The result was growing up in a home that was warm, yet disorganized. There was zero waste. Items were always repurposed 3-4 times before being discarded. And when that day to get rid of something came, it was donated or passed to someone else that needed it. I developed an emotional connection to things like my mother and grandmother did before me.

I moved out and got my own apartment when I was 18. I was in college and modeling at the time. During these years, I was exposed to worlds of different environments. I started to become aware of how I felt in each one of them. I noticed a sense of calm over my body when I walked into a neat, nicely decorated room. My mind and body would be at ease. with each exposure, I would collect notes along the way and apply them to my apartments. Over time I taught myself how to create an experience at home. One with order and peace. surrounded by curated edit of things that I love.