Six Years, Zero B1
Six years in Berlin and still no real German skills. Not out of laziness—just priorities. Turns out, life here speaks its own language.
Six Years, Zero B1
Six years in Berlin and still no real German skills. Not out of laziness—just priorities. Turns out, life here speaks its own language.
This City Is Filthy. I Love It.
A love letter to Berlin’s grime, and why the mess makes space for something more honest. Chaos, pizza rats, and all.
This City Is Filthy. I Love It.
A love letter to Berlin’s grime, and why the mess makes space for something more honest. Chaos, pizza rats, and all.
Emails, Espresso, Existential Dread: A Glamorou...
Running a brand in Berlin isn’t matcha and mood boards—it’s döner, delays, and designing at dawn. A raw look at what building something real actually feels like.
Emails, Espresso, Existential Dread: A Glamorou...
Running a brand in Berlin isn’t matcha and mood boards—it’s döner, delays, and designing at dawn. A raw look at what building something real actually feels like.
I Didn’t Move Here to Start a Brand. But Berlin...
From one accidental Berlin routine to building something that finally feels honest. A story about stuckness, stubbornness, and starting anyway.
I Didn’t Move Here to Start a Brand. But Berlin...
From one accidental Berlin routine to building something that finally feels honest. A story about stuckness, stubbornness, and starting anyway.
First Post. Still Here.
A quiet, honest entry into Berlin life—with all its contradictions, cold neighbors, and unexpected moments of belonging. A love letter to not knowing.
First Post. Still Here.
A quiet, honest entry into Berlin life—with all its contradictions, cold neighbors, and unexpected moments of belonging. A love letter to not knowing.
