Somewhere between Japan and Seoul.

Japan and South Korea really did something to us.

The pace, the details, the way everything felt as though it was a dream of a familiar place. From wandering quiet streets to being absolutely overwhelmed in the best way by food, the people, culture. Every day felt like a well set table that was waiting to be undressed.

Beautiful sites, sweet moments, big conversations, with friends and family, strangers that you talk so long with that they become part of the furniture.

We ate ridiculously well. Like still thinking about it well. Late nights, small tables, menus we half understood, flavours that made us pause mid sentence.

What surprised us most was how naturally The Vault Stock fit into Asia.

The aesthetic, the lights, the appreciation for the simple things, stillness yet beautiful chaos. It just made sense. Seeing how our work translated there confirmed something we had already felt but hadn’t fully said out loud yet. This brand travels damn bloody well.

We met incredible people. Creative, generous, inspiring. The kind of people that remind you why you do what you do and why building something with love and purpose actually matters.

We came home tired but full. Inspired in a grounded way, not manic (maybe still a little manic) way. The best kind of way.

Already dreaming of going back, until then, we’re taking The Vault Stock to another destination, one where dreams are met by jazz bars and whiskey. Come along for the ride.