Welcome to the home of Nala and Chris -
a place where every nook and cranny exudes softness,
where children's laughter mingles with the scent of hot coffee,
and where the seasons deposit their colors like a living memory.
The light changes with the day: golden in the morning, subdued in the evening,
always full of that warmth that makes you say “it's nice here”.
Nala writes there, Chris plays the piano,
and every day the children come up with new stories to tell.
🍰 The kitchen - The heart of the home
This is where it all begins.
The kitchen is Nala's kingdom:
between Sunday cakes, flour-covered laughter and cups of hot chocolate,
she transforms simple moments into tender memories.
On the table, an old notebook overflows with scribbled recipes and story notes.
Each page tells a little bit about the family -
a cake for Vanilla's birthday, an apple pie to console Rachel,
or star-shaped cookies that Zoé loves to decorate.
🎹 Le salon - Where music unites
When Chris sits down at the piano, the house holds its breath.
This is the room for sharing, for calm after the storm.
Children sometimes fall asleep snuggled up on the carpet,
while the notes echo softly between the clear walls.
It's also a place for winter evenings, when candlelight is reflected in the windows.
and Nala rereads the stories she's written.
🪜 The landing room - The crossroads of small moments
It's a simple place, but full of life.
Between the bedrooms and the staircase, the landing is a suspended corner where the family meets at all hours.
In the morning, you can hear the hurried footsteps to the kitchen; in the evening, the muffled laughter of children before bedtime.
Under the garland hanging from the railing, Nala likes to place a few seasonal decorations:
a Christmas wreath, a vase of dried spring flowers, or a basket filled with forgotten toys.
This is often where Vanilla comes to read on the sly,
or for Chris to stop for a moment and watch the whole house come alive below.
🧺 The rooms - Small worlds apart
Nala & Chris's bedroom - The evening refuge
When the house falls asleep, this is where it gets quiet.
Nala and Chris's bedroom is bathed in soft light, often subdued by white curtains.
A half-open book rests on the bedside table, a candle slowly melting,
and on the wall, a frame with a family photo reminds us where they come from.
It's a place of hushed whispers and laughter, of projects whispered before sleep.
Nala sometimes writes a few lines in her notebook, while Chris listens to the rain.
It's also where their dreams are born - those of a peaceful life, filled with love and the little things.
🌸 Zoé
Her room smells of rice powder and childhood dreams.
White curtains, a stuffed elephant, a cozy crib.
Everything here exudes tenderness and spontaneous laughter.
🦋 Rachel
In hers, a desk covered with drawings and open books.
She loves watching the rain from the window and telling stories to her little brothers.
🌼 Vanilla
Vanilla's bedroom is an ode to softness: flowers, cushions and a well-stocked toy chest.
That's where you hear the loudest bursts of laughter.
🌲 Louis & Léna
The twins' bedroom is an enchanted little wood: animal-shaped nightlights and forest-colored blankets where little squirrels and mice want to sleep.
Their peaceful breathing lulls the house to sleep every night.
🛁 The bathroom - The echo of everyday life
Here, mirrors know all their secrets.
In the morning, it's a race: hairbrushes, bursts of laughter and impatient little hands.
In the evening, it's bath time, bubbles and oversized pyjamas.
Nala always keeps a few dried flowers and handmade soaps on hand,
scented with lavender or vanilla.
Chris, on the other hand, leaves his watch on the edge of the sink.
a discreet sign that he, too, has stopped time for a moment.
🌤️ The porch - As the seasons go by
In front of the house, the porch tells the story of the passage of time without ever letting it escape.
In spring, it is covered with flowers and woven baskets.
In summer, it's the place to go for a snack.
Autumn brings pumpkins and warm plaids.
And at Christmas, it becomes a little theater of light,
where even the snow seems to come to say hello.
Home atmosphere
Nothing is set in stone here.
The house breathes, laughs and lives to the rhythm of the children and the dogs.
Vanille and Texas often sleep by the piano,
while Tisha and Caramel run down the corridor, knocking over the toys.
Voices intermingle, footsteps echo, and time slowly stretches.
🌟 Conclusion of Chapter I - The Present
Everything here exudes life, simplicity and warmth.
Every detail, from the smallest toy to the ribbon hanging from the window, bears the trace of a memory.
Nala often says that a house is only beautiful when you can hear the hearts beating in it.
This house is more than just décor:
is the thread of a story, woven through the seasons, between laughter and emotion.
Each piece, each object, recounts a fragment of the past.
the return of a long-awaited love, promises exchanged, children's first steps.
And if peace reigns there today, it's because it has known trials, absences and new beginnings.
Tomorrow, we'll open the door to memories together:
the first look, Chris's return after months of waiting,
of the ring offered in the silence of an evening,
and the “yes” whispered between two heartbeats.
So begins the Chapter II - The past,
the story of a love built step by step,
and the family they dreamed of before it even existed. 💍
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