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What I’m Keeping Close

 



Not everything stays.

Some things pass through you…
used, loved, forgotten.

But every now and then—
something lingers.

Not because it’s loud.
Not because it’s trending.

But because it made your days softer.
Easier.
More
you.

These are the things I’ve been keeping close.


01. My Inabel Skirt
This piece isn’t just something I wear.

It grounds me.
There’s something about the texture, the weight, the story behind it…
it reminds me where I come from.

And somehow, every time I reach for it,
I feel a little more put together without trying too hard.


02. Juttis (My Unexpected Foot Saver)


This pair is special. 

Handmade.

Flew all the way from India. 

Bought from the company owner himself.

I was already loving it.

But when my feet needed gentleness,

I fell in love even more.

Soft. Forgiving. Still beautiful.

Proof that comfort doesn’t have to mean giving anything up.


03. Sewame Hand Cream



This one lives quietly on my table.

A small squeeze…
and suddenly, everything feels a little more luxurious.

The scent lingers just enough.
The softness stays.

It’s the kind of care you don’t think about—
until you realize you need it.


04. Cinnamoroll x Kotex Pouch



I never used to think about this.

Pads stayed in their plastic.

Or boxes. 
Hidden.
Unconsidered.

And then this.

A small, playful pouch… made for it.

Now everything has a place.
Easy to find. Easy to carry.

And strangely…
it feels like a quiet kind of respect for my own body.


05. Mumuso Extra Thick Towels



These weren’t meant to be part of something bigger.

But they became part of my process.

When I paint, when things get messy, when I need something that holds—
these do.

I almost didn’t buy them. 

The cashier offered them to me while I was looking for regular facial tissues. 

But I changed my mind at the last minute. 

Stronger than paper towels.
Reliable in the background.

Sometimes the things that support you quietly
are the ones you keep the longest.


06. My Dior Palette



This one… you already know.

It’s not just makeup.

It’s play.
It’s mood.
It’s the moment I sit down and decide who I want to be that day.

Soft. Bold. Effortless.

Whatever I choose—
it’s there, waiting.


These aren’t just favorites.

They’re the things that stayed
when everything else moved.

The things that made life feel
a little more intentional…
a little more beautiful…
without asking too much from me.


And maybe that’s the point.

Not everything needs to stay.

Just the ones that make you feel
like you’re finally taking care of yourself properly.


—-


With elegance and quiet fire,
Lady E


Founder, Glow by Lady E 
An editorial space for stories, art, and intentional living



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