Letters from Bali

What I Do in the Last Two Days of a Month

A small, practical ritual for the closing days of a month — three questions, one drawer, and a scalp oil practice. Written from Bali, the last Thursday of July.

Shiva and Shakti: 30 Days at the Ashram That Became a Linen Set

Shiva is consciousness. Shakti is the force that animates everything alive. Thirty days at the ashram sitting with that idea, and the colours that arrived because of it.

Anusara: The Set I Nearly Didn't Make

Written the morning after the Aquarius full moon, on a 1 day. The story of three failed samples, one very direct comment from Kadek, and the linen set that finally made itself once I stopped fighti...

She Bought a Dress and Got Her Sunday Mornings Back

A note from my inbox this week, the kind of letter that makes the whole thing worth it.   I get a lot of email. Order confirmations I forward to my bookkeeper without reading, questions about sizin...

How to Wear the Ramie Origami Gown Set: 5 Ways to Style Uluwatu Sunset

The Ramie Origami Gown Set in Uluwatu Sunset is the piece people stop you about. Five ways to wear it, why ramie behaves differently from linen, what five to seven days of botanical dye actually bu...

The Slow Season Nobody Warns You About (And Why I Stopped Fighting It)

A note from the founder's desk, written between orders and an ocean I still haven't gotten used to. There is a particular kind of quiet that comes over this business every July. Enquiries slow. Th...

The Lion's Roar in Your Hair, A Letter for Leo Season

Written from the porch in Pererenan, where the frangipani is dropping petals faster than I can sweep them. It's Leo season, and Bali knows it. The afternoons have gone gold and long, the roosters ...

The Number Six Day: A Numerology Note on Tending What You Already Have

A note on the numbers, for the ones who read them like weather. I did the small arithmetic this morning that I do most mornings — the one my grandmother taught me before I understood why she bother...

The Three Minutes Before I Touch My Hair

A short one today,  the kind of letter I write when I want to give you something you can actually use before your coffee gets cold. There is a version of my morning that used to look like this: al...

Your Galactic Storyline

On the calendar underneath the calendar, and dressing like the woman inside the bigger story.