Personal Shopping Experiences: Curated Just for You

I have always seen what something truly wants to become long before its owner does.

As a child I could sit in a shop for hours, not to own, but to listen. I would study every thread, every curve of metal, every hidden colour in a stone, then hand the object to the person it was quietly calling. I never kept what wasn't mine. I only felt peace when the right soul finally held it.

Years later I rode a motorcycle across India wearing nothing but black and grey so the dust wouldn't ruin what mattered. I collected nothing for myself except small roadside stones that remembered a place. Everything beautiful I found, I carried home for someone else.

Then I landed in Chandigarh, India among the most vibrant circle I had ever seen. For the first time I understood: I had to dress the man I was becoming, not the boy who only observed. Friends started following me into stores. They left wearing pieces they never knew they needed. They kept asking me to choose for them. I only could be thrilled the moment their eyes finally recognized themselves.

That moment never left me.

Now, from a quiet town in northern Canada, I want to do the same for others. No store. No catalogue. No rush. Only translation: from the unseen you to the visible you.

If you already feel the pull, you know why you are here.