Fever

Spent the morning blending the essential oils that will soon make up the new Awakening Elixir (if you’re a fan of all-natural, chemical-free perfumes, stick around for this one!) to accompany our Glow Elixir roll-on blend. The Awakening Elixir comes after a few (years worth!) of requests to transpose the scent from our Awakening Scrub into a roll-on and we hope to answer this need very soon.

Another thing I’m counting down is our next big trip abroad. I haven’t travelled with my family for many years – not since I was a teen – so this, coupled with the fact that I’m getting a new sister in 20 days or so is beyond exciting! I cannot wait to journey with the people I love most and see the town she grew up in, to eat all that good food and to welcome this new season of life for my brother with my family.

Home Coming

Find someone who makes you realize three things: one, that home is not a place, but a feeling. Two, that time is not measured by a clock, but by moments. And three, that heartbeats are not heard, but felt and shared.

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Coming home to someone is many things. It is a literal action, an abstract idea, a physical feeling. It is more than the sound of the key turning in the door and the voice that calls from the porch. It is a choice, a promise, a declaration. It is a return, not as a person to a place, but as oneself to another. It is one individual saying to another: ‘You are the one I choose’.

— via the internet

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Everybody has a home team: It’s the people you call when you get a flat tire or when something terrible happens. It’s the people who, near or far, know everything that’s wrong with you and love you anyways. These are the ones who tell you their secrets, who get themselves a glass of water without asking when they’re at your house. These are the people who cry when you cry. These are your people, your middle-of-the-night, no-matter-what people.”

— Shauna Niequist

let's stay home

This day was splendid. Thank you to the person who helped make it incredible just by being there.

What a relief to have gotten through the week.

Paris was amazing (!) but I am glad to be home, safe and sound once more. Anyone in my circle would know that the lead up to this trip in particular was not the easiest – even for a seasoned traveller like myself – some fear and unease – but everything turned out ok. Better than ok.

Our doorman was so excited to see me we walked upstairs together as he told me of his holiday in Sumatra. We spoke of coffee and Morocco. It was like seeing an old friend, the exchange was so animated and warm. The chambermaid and I shared a laugh. The kitchen knew I wanted an earl grey tea with milk, two pieces of toast and scrambled eggs before I asked. And concierge said, “Welcome home.”

Strange isn’t it. It’s not reality and yet, it very much is. And we as human beings, for all our love of exploring, want to return to something familiar.

And at the show, I found my old pal, Vincenzo whom I haven’t seen since he moved to Hong Kong to edit a magazine. He picked me up and I dangled there in front of all those journalists. They must have thought we were crazy, seeing us talk with out hands and at 100 km/h but that’s how you are with old friends.

The last day saw me take lunch at Le Souffle (a camembert & caramelised apple souffle). The lovely French dame next to me tapped me on the arm as I read the menu. “Try the Grand Marnier crepes. It’s delicious.” Just one of a few great encounters during this trip, all good for the soul.

It’s rather late and I should be asleep but while I am a zombie battling chronic jetlag now thanks to having worked two time zones, I’m safe and well. The news I returned to however, was not.

My prayers go out tonight to the missing Malaysian Airlines flight, for all its passengers, crew and their loved ones. Lord, a miracle please. Send light to all who are in this dark hour.

Into the Light

Hello from my work desk (i.e. bed) in Paris.

Say it in French

We have a big day of buying ahead of us tomorrow (and over the next few days) but I wanted to relish in the post-work calm. Al-Jazeera’s on and I’m safe under covers. As hectic as my life is, my inspiring afternoon of very long talks was a nice reminder of just how blessed I am and to never take these experiences for granted.

While it’s rare to have a quiet moment here, I carry my trusty Moleskine around – jotting in dreams as I go. One thing I am excited to get working on when I go back to Singapore is an idea I have for a new blend. We’ve done bespoke aromatherapy blends in roll-on form before for very special occasions, but the runaway hit of the Glow Elixir (available with In Good Company at Tangs, Orchard – Level 2) has had friends both old and new ask us for more.

Time to experiment once again. Can’t wait to share what we’ve got cooking up. Stay tuned!

Everything Is Beautiful and Nothing Hurt

both.
i want to stay.
i want to leave.
i am three oceans away from my soul.”
— Nayyirah Waheed

No guesses for where we’re headed next…  Let this be a visual reminder to myself: you were not wrong to build a capsule wardrobe on dove greys, caramels, navy and black. Now for the winter boots.

Hope the slew of books and magazines I ordered arrive before it’s time to pack.

Rediscovered my love for slowly poring over magazines during the break, cup of tea in hand. Toe-curlingly delightful fun (unless you work at a mag, in which case, it’s work – put it down and go listen to music).

Grounded

Sitting here in the Singapore Airlines lounge at Melbourne airport – Macbook Air infront of me, glass of chardonnay to my left.

It has been an amazing few weeks on every level. Just an incredible time spent with family and old friends – that little chance to refuel and recharge for the year before going back on the road again.

I’ve been so inspired by my hometown once again and find myself so besotted for its colour, great eats, wonderful, genuine company. Just the realness of every day life that I feel I can only get here.

I loved my little ritual of waking up every morning and bounding downstairs to make a cup of tea. Having the luxury of a quiet moment to pen thoughts and dreams down. Of having to check the weather forecast about four times during the day because that’s how temperamental Melbourne is. And most of all, sitting down to share meals with the people I love most in the world. It almost makes me feel insane for having ever left. But I think travel and new frontiers is essential and when I think about how far I’ve come over the past 7 years, what I’ve built, I know the right decision has been made.

It doesn’t make it any easier to go, but you never know where your dreams will take you. Thank you to everyone who shared their time with me, such faithful friends and soul mates I grow more to love with every year. So blessed and grateful to have you in my life. Money cannot buy this kind of love and happiness.

Until then, I’m off to my other loves and set to troop on in 2014. There are so many thrilling things the future has in store for us. As they say, no mud, no lotus. x

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