A love letter to friendship, photography and the printed page.

Just when I thought Instagram had finally decided I needed another motivational quote, another productivity hack, and another five-step guide to becoming a better human being, it surprised me.

If you’ve followed Nala for a while, you’ll know I have a lifelong fascination with Delft Blue.

I was in Antwerp visiting my sister Fleur, and naturally, we ended up in a museum bookshop. We didn’t even visit the museum. We went straight to the shop.

Long before Aloha became a story at Nala, I was collecting Hawaiian shirts.

Singapore isn’t exactly famous for breaking the rules. Which is precisely why we decided to do it.

The other day, I wandered into what might just be the loneliest beautiful supermarket I’ve ever visited.

One of the nicest discoveries this trip was this little café tucked away in Penang.

There was a time when Milan was not just a destination, it was the plan. To live there, to build from there, to let Nala exist in a city that understands design in a way few others do. For a while, it felt possible. We had seven shops that were selling nala (100% sell through). We had a presence. We were, in some small way, part of that world.

Nobody talks to each other on planes anymore.
That would be absurd.