Beige Internet

There’s a certain calm in knowing that what’s yours can’t be replicated. They can imitate the shape, but they’ll never capture the breath of it. My work, my taste, they come from instinct. From years of letting my eyes wander until they understood what beauty feels like.

As Diana Vreeland said, “the eye has to travel.” Mine learned by moving through cities, through people, through stories I underlined and rooms that smelled of possibility. That’s how you build taste: through curiosity, through sensing, through feeling alive.

Some people think identity is something you can assemble from someone else’s Pinterest board: a collage of borrowed moods. But that isn’t identity. It’s hesitation dressed as personality. And maybe not knowing who you are yet is fine, we all start there. But copying someone else won’t get you any closer.

Essence comes from searching inward, not scrolling outward. It’s shaped by silence, heartbreak, and everything that forces you to meet yourself.

So let them.It won’t sound the same in their hands.

Because some things can’t be stolen.