Our love for little things.

Life in the lab

As we wandered through the artsy streets of Melbourne, we found ourselves drawn into little stores that seemed to hold entire worlds of memories—furniture, books, and gifts, each piece carrying its own quiet story.

Every detail felt intentional: the brushstrokes of paint, the way a book cover was designed, even the quirks that made us laugh. It’s the tiny details that fascinate us, the ones that turn the ordinary into something magical. Time felt suspended as we drifted from one shop to the next. Yet somehow, no matter how often we returned—sometimes twice in a single week—these streets always had a way of surprising us, lifting our cheeks into grins, and reminding us why we’re so in love with the little things.