New beginnings,
Or how I am continually teaching myself to embrace chaos.
So we have moved house. I certainly hope I will never have to move again (well, I probably will, but at least I should have ten years of peace). I didn’t want to move—our old house was great, and I truly loved it—but it made sense to be closer to the school.

Intermission. One of my favourite accessories brands Jude has launched its first bag - Gaia, which comes in two sizes. It reminds me a little bit of the Old Celine clasp, but it looks sexier and more subversive, especially in black python. Love the combo of the gold and silver on the hardware. €1820.
I love reading stories about family nests—I suppose mostly because I don’t really have one, and I’m not sure I ever will. And it’s not as though that happened because of some tragic circumstance, although I suppose there was a bit of that too (last year I travelled to Kyrgyzstan to discover where my family came from), but mainly it was the result of choices. I chose to move away from home—first to another city, then to another country. My mum moved too, so I can’t really call her house home either, because I haven’t even been there.
I kept moving from one rented flat to another, never owning a piece of furniture I cared enough about to keep, no family heirlooms trailing along with me. Come to think of it, I don’t even have any of my clothes from more than ten years ago. I have a few books from back home, my grandmother’s brooch, her tea set that my mum brought for my wedding day, two French Vogues from the 90s my dad brought back from a trip, and my stuffed cat, which my son has now appropriated.

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Sometimes it makes me feel sad, as though I have no roots, nothing to hold on to—like I’m a perpetual nomad, bouncing from place to place with no meaningful connections that truly last.
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