This house is where my Dubai life meets my Lebanese soul. When we renovated in 2020, the goal was to open up the space to create a seamless flow from room to room. We knocked down walls, let the light in, and allowed the energy to move freely.

One of the boldest choices we made? A 30x30 cm prune-colored terrazzo floor that runs through the house. It’s graphic, unexpected, and has become the piece that grounds everything, like a work of art underfoot.

The kitchen is petrol blue with a beautiful marble countertop and a floating marble shelf above that’s home to an eclectic mix of kitchen accessories, cookbooks, and jars of spices and nuts. It was designed specifically around how we live and cook, tailored to my collection of serveware, glassware, and kitchenware. Since my husband is a passionate cook, we were a little extra when it came to appliances. We chose Gaggenau for the oven, cooktop, hood, and wine cooler, elevating both function and feel. The island is our daily hub. It works as a bar, a prep station, a hangout area during the day, and a gathering point when friends are over.

Furnishing the house took time. We didn’t want to rush it as we wanted each piece to feel like it belonged. The goal was timelessness, but with soul. We mixed vintage with contemporary, bespoke with found objects. Some of the furniture was custom designed like the sideboard, coffee tables and bench. Others were sourced over months from different places around the globe. A master piece is our sculptural cement dining table shipped in from Belgium surrounded by the iconic cesca chairs by Marcel Breuer. We mixed contemporary sofas with antique armchairs, thrown some warm tan lounge seats, and the TV area has a pair of purplish tweed chairs that bring just the right amount of funk.

And speaking of funk—there’s a lion made of hay and rattan hanging proudly by the powder room door. You can’t miss him. You also can’t miss the 3x2 meter South African painting bursting with color, anchoring the palette of the whole home.

The lighting is its own story. A mix of special finds and treasures. Some of the table lamps are 1960’s exquisite vintage lights passed down from my husband’s parents. They feel nostalgic but timeless, like everything else in here.

The library is a deeply personal space. It’s filled with books, travel memories, and pieces that speak to who we are. The powder room is the surprise; a warm blue gallery of art with a marble sink and a neon light that reads “If these walls could talk” in my own handwriting. People always stop there and smile.

This house is more than a project—it’s our rhythm, our ritual. It comes alive with family, friends, music, drinks, and laughter. That’s when it feels most like us