Every once in a while, you come across a certain aesthetic.
A certain vibe.
A certain way in which things are arranged.
And you can’t help but feel that if only more in the world were “rightly” arranged like that, more would be well in the world.
Truly as the name defines.
This world could sure use more of such spaces, cultures, and places. Hygge.
Pretty place with a pretty name.
I’m not usually for messy aesthetics… but, there was something quite rustic and charming about the randomness of how the space was used.
Garden-themed furniture store/cafe. High ceilings.
Good for rainy-day chats and catch-ups.
Along a row of old and refurbished shophouses along Amoy Street, this one stood out with a sign:
and a stairway up…
Into another world altogether…
The importance of how a space is designed.
At the end of the busy week.
Friday afternoons were meant for solitude, thought-writing, and people watching.