03/08/2026
A little something about me 🤎
Most people know me through yoga, meditation, Ayurveda or Reiki.
But behind this account is simply… me.
A woman who has always loved beautiful spaces. Not expensive spaces, just spaces with soul.
I remember it like it was yesterday.
Bukit Tunku. Kenny Hills.
I was eight years old.
My uncle lived in an LLN company mansion on a hill in Bukit Tunku. With his French first wife, and later his Australian wife, the home had a distinctly Anglo-European feel that completely captivated me as a child. We spent every school holiday there. In my memory, it feels like my own little version of Upstairs, Downstairs—a grand house, polished wood, a housekeeper, a driver, and a quiet elegance that stayed with me long after I left.
Looking back, I realise those holidays were my first introduction to modernist architecture, thoughtful interiors, and the feeling of a home designed with intention.
I remember the smell before I remember the rooms. The polished wood. The cool floors beneath bare feet. The carved furniture. The woven textures. The quiet. Even the morning light felt different.
To a little girl with dark skin and a northern accent that people in the city loved to mimic, it felt like another world.
Life took me across countries and continents. I started over more than once, and for a long time I never imagined there would be a home with my name on it. So I learned to carry home in my heart.
A few weeks ago, I looked around my own home and something clicked.
The old wood. The vintage pieces. The natural fibres. The plants. The calm.
Without ever trying, I’d recreated the feeling of that home in Kenny Hills.
The realization filled me with nostalgia and a quiet melancholy. Not because I wanted to go back, but because I finally understood that I’d been searching for a feeling, not a place.
Maybe that’s why I love architecture and interiors just as much as I love yoga and meditation. They’re all about creating spaces that invite us to slow down, breathe, and simply be.
For years, I carried home in my heart.
Now, I’m slowly putting my heart into my home.
That feels like coming full circle.
